Chapter 100

• The quiet decisiveness with which she accepted his pronouncement took him completely by surprise. She merely nodded, her expression set in lines of grim determination. “I’ll go get my passport, but I don’t think he’ll be there.”
• Nolan tucked his hands into his pockets, his shoulders drooped, weighted down by her disbelief. “You don’t have to come. I didn’t ask you to.”
• She frowned, her conviction seeming to waver. “It’s not that I don’t trust you.”