As late as the meet last night (this morning, technically) had broken up, he didn’t figure Comfort would be going anyplace at the crack of dawn. Nolan hadn’t argued with Jon’s logic on that point, and over a breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausage, which Nolan prepared, Jon asked Nolan what the game plan was if Sherry’s whereabouts could be ascertained. “We go in with guns and take her back,” Nolan said. That didn’t seem like much of a plan to Jon, but on the other hand, until the exact circumstances of how and where she was being held were known to them, coming up with anything more elaborate was a waste of time. Jon shrugged. “Well, how hard can it be, with only that lunkhead Lyle guarding her?” “Hard,” Nolan said. “Lyle may be a lunkhead, but he’s also a Comfort. That makes him a dangerous lunkhead.” Jon was, as usual, impressed by Nolan’s businesslike attitude, even in the face of something as emotionally wrenching as the kidnaping of a woman Nolan may well have loved.
