Page 105 of Tom Clancy Line of Sight

“These are Serbs coming in for the Orthodox Renewal service day after tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I heard about that. Is it some kind of religious revival?”

Aida shook her head. “It’s all just politics, believe me.”

Jack noticed quite a few national license plates from Serbia in the traffic mix.

“I’m sorry for what happened to us back there, Jack.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“Of course it is. I shouldn’t have brought you with me on this run.”

“I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.”

“And I’m sorry for what I said.” She reached out and touched his arm. “I’m not scared of you. I know you’d never do anything to hurt me. I know you would always protect me.”

“Yeah, I would. I’m kinda sweet on you.”

That made her smile.

Jack hated to ruin that smile, but he had to clear the air. “You did pretty well with that cop today, taking him down and stealing his gun.”

“I just kicked the guy in the nuts. Not exactly Bruce Lee stuff like you were doing.”

“You handled his pistol like a pro.”

Aida shrugged. “My father taught me how to use one when I was very young. He said he never wanted me to be a victim.”

“Then he taught you well.”

I wonder who taughthim.

“Guns don’t scare me, Jack. People do.”

“Could you have pulled the trigger?”

“I protect the people I love.”

Jack turned toward her. That four-letter word caught his attention.

She smiled impishly. “And I protect the people I’m ‘sweet on,’ too.”

Jack followed the GPS onto the narrow street where his apartment was located. “So, what’s the plan for tonight? Heck, I might even be able to bust out a dance move or two if there’s a club you like.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do anything tonight.”

“But I’m leaving soon.”

“Don’t remind me.”

“Did I do something wrong?”

She reached up and touched his troubled face. “No, my love. I’m the one who has failed you. I never should have opened up my heart to you. You have your life back in America, and I have my life here in Bosnia. It was a beautiful spontaneous fling. But it’s over now, isn’t it?”

“A fling?”

“What else would you call it?”