Page 54 of One Last Promise

“Wow. No covert op?”

She frowned. And again he had to check himself. One of these days the gig would be up.

“What’s with you and covert ops?”

“I don’t know, this all seems so . . . like an episode ofChuck.”

She frowned. Then, “I remember that show. That’s a flashback. So, who am I? Sarah Walker?”

“Maybe.”

She laughed. “Okay. Great show. Hated the ending. Let’s go, Chuck.” She hit the elevator button. “Or would you prefer Casey, her ex-partner?”

The doors opened.

“No. I’m the other guy?—”

She walked in, cocked her head at him. “John Casey?”

“No. What floor?”

“Three. And—wait. Do you think . . . you’reCaptain Awesome?”

He grinned.

She shook her head as the doors opened. But just like that, the weirdness had vanished.

Except for the fact that he had a suspicion that shewasSarah Walker, or had been . . .

She walked out and down the hallway, flashing her badge at the nurse guarding the station.

Shep followed and they stopped at a room where she knocked, then pushed the door open. “Rosalind Turner?”

A woman lay on the bed, short white bedhead hair, an IV in her arm, pale and half asleep. She roused at London’s voice, her eyes widening.

“We’re friends of Tillie’s,” London said. “She calls you Roz?”

The woman’s features relaxed and she nodded. Reached for the remote and moved her bed to a sitting position.

“I’m Shep. We both work with Moose on the Air One Rescue team.”

“How—” She swallowed and reached for a cup, but London had already grabbed it, pointing the straw toward her. Roz took a sip, and the blankets dropped to her waist.

She winced. Only then did Shep see the massive dressing around her abdomen.

London placed Roz’s cup back on the tray. “Can we get you anything?”

“Is she okay?” Roz managed.

“Yes,” Shep said. “Tillie and Hazel are with Moose. And they’re safe.”

She shuddered. Then she closed her eyes and pressed her hands against her face. Her shoulders shook.

“It’s okay, ma’am,” London said, pulling up a chair to sit by the bed. “They’re going to be fine.”

Roz shook her head.

London grabbed a tissue and held it out to her. Roz took it, wiped her eyes. “And Rigger?”

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