Chapter 42

• Alexandra cut off, "Exactly." "We have no idea whether we will have tomorrow given all that is happening. We have to grab the times we do have.
• Ethan grabbed her hand, a rare flash of sensitivity across his features. Then let us count on this moment.
• Their lips barely inches apart, they pushed in closer until the closeness of the moment was broken with an urgent alert. Under breath, Alexandra swore and turned to face the TV. Nadia's face came to show pallid, desperate.