Like a happy fog was in my head.“My friends call me Ti. I’m from Vanside, Kentucky. I don’t know where I am or how I even got here.” My voice ...as sad but my face was neutral. I didn’t want to show her any emotion and make her feel bad because of my story.“Ti like titantium! That’s a good name!” She laughed and held up her arm like she was flexing her muscles. “You must be strong with a name like that!” She was killing me. Her innocence. Here I was naked and she was joking around and talking to. “Or should I say some men more than women?”“How dare you!” Hanson shouts, standing up, pressing himself against the desk as if he is ready to leap over it and wrap his hands around the banker’s neck. “You somehow survive being shot and then turn around and use him against me?”“Yes, body armor is quite the fashion,” Kloser remarks casually. “And I seem to have heard that she was going to sing. Surely you can understand the need to silence a bird ready to be freed from its cage.”“You’re making it. Even when caught by surprise they would hear the report of a gun firing in time to prepare themselves automatically. Theoretically she could choose to override that instinct, but what Harreden in their right mind would want to be shot and be injured like a human would?Impatient to find out why they planned to attack her Chenosh did the last thing either man would have expected: she headed towards their car. The second man stepped out he shouted a warning to the driver. Deciding to just keep. Fleming? Let me introduce myself. I'm Beth Morse. I couldn't help but overhear what the doctor just said about your injuries. You saved our lives today, and I wanted to tell you how grateful we are for what you did. The Trooper just shared with me how remarkable it was that you could stand up, much less cross the highway and pull Brian out before the fire killed us both."I heard how badly you were injured, and the doctor agreed it was physically impossible for you to help us the way you did. I.