An hour later, Peter was on his way back to Amelia Island. He made it as far as South Carolina before pulling into a motel for some sleep. He got a very early start the next morning and was home in time for lunch. Jack and Rip jumped all over him. Bernadette told him later she wanted to do the same thing but uncharacteristically restrained herself. The Nguyens hurried to put on a great lunch in record time. Peter thought, Life is good. I wish I could keep it this pure and simple.

That night Bernadette, wearing only her new jade pendant, stretched tightly against him while their breathing returned to normal. She said, “Peter, I have never had a family or even knew what it would be like. This is wonderful. I’m at peace, happy spending time in this place. It is like stepping off the spinning world. I know this can’t last but I’m going to bank every day.”

“I know the feeling. I’m sorry, but the day after tomorrow I need you to come with me. I must go back up to Washington. I’ll need more than your companionship. I need your skills to cover my back while I talk to some dangerous people. There will be time to have fun and I have a surprise for you. Will you help me?”

“Yes, of course, I’d be unhappy if you went into a dangerous situation without me. What will I need?”

“You’ll need the .22 Hornet with the 10x scope and the .45 Colt I gave you last week. How comfortable are you in the backup sniper role?”

“Not a lot of experience. But I know how to wait and anything under 150 yards is good. But I’ll need to practice with the Hornet.”

“Good answer. We’ll have time for practice. Do you have any clothes for lying in the woods?”

“No.”

“Okay. Tomorrow we’ll get you a duck hunting set of camouflage clothes.”

“What other outfits will I need?”

“Take your best dress, heels, and bag. Also comfortable shoes, Levis, T-shirts, and rain gear. What you don’t have, we’ll get. Our hotel is near an upscale mall. Not to worry. The right clothing is part of your job. Look at it as an allowance.”

“Why are you being so good to me?”

“I would like to be better to you. I need you and I want to be with you. I feel good with you around and am proud to be seen with you. Besides, Jack and Rip told me you’re good.”

Bernadette took a mock swing at him and said, “What do they know? They’re both too young.”

“Go to sleep, you Irish witch, before I want you again.”

“Is that a promise?”