Caitlynne had let them read over what she was going to say, and everyone had approved and thought it was a good idea. Everyone but Jack. She’d been staring off into space like she was now since after her meeting in the study. “I thought that tomorrow we’d go to the falls at the back of my property and have a picnic. We could stay all day if you want.” She nodded, and he knew she wasn’t really paying attention. “I could strip you down and make love to you in the water. It’s probably very warm right now.” “That’ll be nice.” She looked at him. “They’re going to have me put into prison, aren’t they? I know they said they weren’t, but I killed a shit ton of people for Mann, and I’m pretty sure that no matter how you dress it up, I still pulled the trigger.” “Caitlynne told you that you were a victim, like the people you killed. And according to the list you provided, not one person on that list was exactly what she’d consider model citizens.” He took her hand when she stood up.
