‘You going to shoot me or what?’ Jed was staring at her like Tarzan seeing Jane for the first time: part wonder and desire, part fear. He lowered the shotgun, hesitantly. ‘Katy? Jesus, is it really you?’ A tiny smile appeared on Kate’s face. ‘Yeah. Really.’ Jed shook his head, disbelief stretching his face somewhere between goofy smile and baleful frown. ‘Three years since you disappeared.’ ‘Long story,’ Kate told him, but before she could manage another word Jed grabbed her in a clumsy hug. Tom felt a cold spark of jealousy kick through him. Kate was embracing Jed too, her hands pressing against different parts of his back like she couldn’t work out where best to hold him first. ‘Hi, I’m Tom Anderson,’ he announced loudly. The two broke off the hug. Jed skittered back a few steps, like he’d been sleepwalking and now he’d woken up with a shock. He nodded at Tom without enthusiasm. ‘Jed Monterey.’ ‘Tom’s a friend of mine,’ Kate said casually. ‘Is that a fact?’ Jed remarked.
