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It wasn’t all bad, but she had never dealt well with shifts. Samuel could attest to that. But when the evidence was clear that things needed to change, she could accept that it was for the better. Like Tristan. She wanted to pray that he would find something “better.” Even if he was doing something good, she wanted more for him.

“Let Logan take care of you.”

Jamie nodded, swiping at the tears. Her brother handed her a tissue. He really was leaving. “Where are you going to go?”

“I can’t get ahold of my DEA contact, the special agent who is my handler or whatever they call it. I should probably find out if he’s okay, see if something happened.”

“I hope he’s all right.” Earlier today, she hadn’t even known her brother had anything to do with a federal agent. If she had, she’d have assumed he was being investigated by one.

Now it was like she’d never met this man sitting with her.

The boy she’d raised.

Take care of him, Lord.

Tristan said, “Me too.” Then leaned down and kissed her forehead. “See you soon, sis.” He stopped at the door. “Logan is here.”

She glanced at the door and only saw a dark figure. She followed him around the end of the bed, tracking him with her gaze, and he sat beside her hip. Dark clothes. He smelled faintly of smoke and sweat, the quintessential Logan scent under it all.

“You can see me.”

She smiled. “I like the sound of your voice.”

He said, “You get your sight back and that’s what you say?”

Her cheeks heated. Maybe they shouldn’t have this conversation now. “I can’tseeyou. Just a shape, like I have super bad eyesight.”

He leaned in, close enough that his nose almost touched hers. “How about now?”

She tried not to laugh. “I don’t think it works like that.”

She’d been so scared before. Now she was finding the humor, because of Logan.

He shifted on the side of the bed as if he really was settling in for the long haul. “I’ll stick around. The doctor can fill me in.”

“What about the other smokejumpers? Is everyone okay?”

Logan said, “Jade and Skye, Hammer, me and you, and Tristan have made it back so far. Saxon and Neil survived, which was probably a total miracle. I’m sure Saxon will have to tell the story several times around the fire.”

“And the others?”

“Orion and Tori and Vince and Cadee are missing still.” He held her hand. “But we have people out looking for them.”

“We should pray.”

“You care about them.”

“Of course,” Jamie said. “They’re the best kind of people.”

“They go all out to have each others’ backs. Just like you,” Logan said. “They aren’t perfect. In fact, some of them don’t get along well at all. But I know they’ll be okay out there. They have God watching out for them, and they have each other.”

Jamie told him what Tristan had said about going to find out if his handler was all right. “I have no idea if he’ll be okay or even much of what this was all about.”

“I know. We still have no idea what those people were up to. But their leader is dead, and Snatch took over to fill the void. Now he’s dead, thanks to Hammer’s quick reflexes.”

“He’s dead?”

Logan said, “Yes. You don’t have to worry about him.”