If Everett hadn’t spoken up, I don’t know what I would have done.’ He squeezed my hand back. ‘When he tried to hit you, I almost lost my min.... I …really wanted to hurt him.’ I threw my arms around him and drew him in for a hug. ‘Shh. It’s over now, like you said, and I’m proud of you. You didn’t even need your trusty steed.’ That got a small smile out of him. ‘Aren’t we late for a meeting?’ He drew his brows together. ‘Grace honey, you should go home. You’ve been through a traumatic. You need to get out in the bush, and sweat a little so you can fit into that plush chair you stole from the Colonel."I got the bird with a bent elbow, and he looked at me and grinned."They're sending you in to check on team 8 huh? I figured it would be your team cause you know the area. Look Sarge, do me a favor if you can. My ole buddy is in there with his team and if you happen to run into them tell him to get his ass back here cause he's a new papa again. I just got the word yesterday. He. “Welcome home, Jack. Now eat your breakfast.” She indicated the bowl of calves foot jelly on the bedside table.“Calves foot jelly! That is no fit breakfast for a man. Take it away at once and bring me meat, and bread, and cheese.”Ruth giggled. “I said to John we would know for sure when Jack is better. He always hated calves foot jelly, and when he refuses to eat it will show him to be fully recovered.”To think I had been eating calves foot jelly for six weeks — amazing.John Watson was out on. " Fine!" I growled.The wait was interminable. Officer Grant squirmed, and kept looking hopefully at the fax machine in the office, then squirmed some more. I kept giving my assistant a questioning glance, and he just gave me a placating shrug. Finally, the fax machine came to life, printing out the release order."If you'll follow me, sir," the guard said, pulling out his keys and unlocked the heavy, steel door. We made our way through the prison, stopping every few feet to have a door unlocked..