She shook her head and moved hishand away just as the taxi pulled up to the house.Steve paid the driver while she paused in the hallway, staring at astain on the ceiling distractedly, and when he came in behind her,instead of resuming their exploration of each other's bodies or runningfor the stairs dragging him by the hand, she walked into the kitchen.He leaned into the door-frame and watched her make tea. "Is everythingokay, I-" Just... let's take a breath for a minute," she said softly.He looked disappointed and it broke her heart. "Alright."She threw teabags into mugs and added way too much sugar with aclattering of the spoon."Did I do something wrong?"She turned at last and touched his face, kissing him briefly andresting her forehead against his. "No, no, Steve sweetie. I just needto think about this."She hoped he knew what she meant. This was happening fast, like beingwrapped in a rug, set on fire, and rolled down a mountain. And therewas more, so much more going on in her. ‘No, the blast from the derringer burned the hell out of me.’ I said. While I beat out flames coming from my coat, there were a couple of shotgun blasts in our general direction. Fortunately they missed. The M4 was firing in three round burst. I am pretty sure that Martin was just firing at movements, so I stayed on the ground and told Mike to do the same. ‘Stop firing Martin,’ I shouted during a lull. After a couple of seconds I said. ‘Have you guys had enough or do you want to hang around till sun up when we come finish you off?’ ‘I am through, if you let me go,’ a voice said. ‘How about your friends?’ I asked. ‘I think they have all been shot,’ the voice said. ‘If you can disappear, no one will shoot at you, If you turn toward us, we will kill you,’ I shouted to him. I waited a reasonable amount of time, then rang Martin on the burn phone. ‘Do you have a light?’ I asked. ‘No but I can get back to the house and get a lantern.’ he whispered. ‘It’s too dark to give you any cover so.
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