〃I owe you； man；〃 Jack said as he stood。
〃Give it a rest； Jack。 That's what the Lord put us here for； like my pappy says。 Now； eat！〃 Robby manded。
Jack realized that he'd not eaten anything for a long time； and once his stomach reminded itself of this； it cried out for nourishment。 Within five minutes he'd disposed of two eggs； bacon； hash…browns； four slices of toast； and two cups of coffee。
〃Shame they don't have grits here；〃 Robby observed。 A knock came to the door。 The pilot answered it。 Sissy breezed in with a shopping bag in one hand and Jack's briefcase in the other。
〃You better freshen up； Jack；〃 she said。 〃Cathy looks better than you do。〃
〃Nothing unusual about that；〃 Jack replied cheerfully； he realized with surprise。 Sissy had bailed him into it。
〃Robby？〃
〃Yeah？〃
〃What the hell are grits？〃
〃You don't want to know；〃 Cecilia Jackson answered。
〃I'll take your word for it。〃 Jack walked into the bathroom and started the shower。 By the time he got out； Robby had shaved； leaving the razor and cream on the sink。 Jack scraped his beard away and patched the bloody spots with toilet paper。 A new toothbrush was sitting there too； and Ryan emerged from the room looking and feeling like a human being。
〃Thanks； guys；〃 he said。
〃I'll take you home tonight；〃 Robby said。 〃I have to teach class tomorrow。 You don't。 I fixed it with the department。〃
〃Okay。〃
Sissy left for home。 Jack and Robby walked over to the hospital。 Visiting hours were under way and they were able to walk right up to Cathy's room。
〃Well； if it isn't our hero！〃 Joe Muller was Cathy's father。 He was a short； swarthy man Cathy's hair and plexion came from her mother； now dead。 A senior VP with Merrill Lynch； he was a product of the Ivy League； and had started in the brokerage business much as Ryan had； though his brief stint in the military had been two years of drafted service in the Army that he'd long since put behind him。 He'd once had big plans for Jack and had never forgiven him for leaving the business。 Muller was a passionate man who was also well aware of his importance in the financial munity。 He and Jack hadn't exchanged a civil word in over three years。 It didn't look to Jack as though that was going to change。
〃Daddy；〃 Cathy said； 〃we don't need that。〃
〃Hi； Joe。〃 Ryan held out his hand。 It hung there for five seconds； all by itself。 Robby excused himself out the door； and Jack went to kiss his wife。 〃Lookin' better； babe。〃
〃What do you have to say for yourself？〃 Muller demanded。
〃The guy who wanted to kill me was arrested yesterday。 The FBI has him；〃 Jack said carefully。 He amazed himself by saying it so calmly。 Somehow it seemed a trivial matter pared with his wife and daughter。
〃This is all your fault； you know。〃 Muller had been rehearsing this for hours。
〃I know；〃 Jack conceded the point。 He wondered how much more he could back up。
〃Daddy 〃 Cathy started to say。
〃You keep out of this；〃 Muller said to his daughter； a little too sharply for Jack。
〃You can say anything you want to me； but don't snap at her；〃 he warned。
〃Oh； you want to protect her； eh？ So where the hell were you yesterday！〃
〃I was in my office； just like you were。〃
〃You had to stick your nose in where it didn't belong； didn't you？ You had to play hero and you damned near got your family killed；〃 Muller went on through his lines。
〃Look； Mr。 Muller。〃 Jack had told himself all these things before。 He could accept the punishment from himself。 But not from his father…in…law。 〃Unless you know of a pany on the exchange that makes a time machine； we can't very well change that； can we？ All we can do now is help the authorities find the people who did this。〃
〃Why didn't you think about all this before； dammit！〃
〃Daddy； that's enough！〃 Cathy rejoined the conversation。
〃Shut up this is between us！〃
〃If you yell at her again； mister； you'll regret it。〃 Jack needed a release。 He hadn't protected his family the previous day； but he could now。
〃Calm down； Jack。〃 His wife didn't know that she was making things worse； but Jack took the cue after a moment。 Muller didn't。
〃You're a real big guy now； aren't you？〃
Keep going； Joe； and you might find out。 Jack looked over to his wife and took a deep breath。 〃Look； if you came down here to yell at me； that's fine； we can do that by ourselves； okay？ but that's your daughter over there； and maybe she needs you； too。〃 He turned to Cathy。 〃I'll be outside if you need me。〃
Ryan left the room。 There were still two very serious state troopers at the door； and another at the nurses' station down the hall。 Jack reminded himself that a trooper had been killed； and that Cathy was the only thing they had that was close to being a witness。 She was safe； finally。 Robby waved to his friend from down the hall。
〃Settle down； boy；〃 the pilot suggested。
〃He has a real talent for pissing me off；〃 Jack said after another deep breath。
〃I know he's an asshole； but he almost lost his kid。 Try to remember that。 Taking it out on him doesn't help things。〃
〃It might；〃 Jack said with a smile； thinking about it。 〃What are you； a philosopher？〃
〃I'm a PK； Jack。 Preacher's Kid。 You can't imagine the stuff I used to hear from the parlor when people came over to talk with the old man。 He isn't so much mad at you as scared by what almost happened；〃 Robby said。
〃So am I； pal。〃 Ryan looked down the hall。
〃But you've had more time to deal with it。〃
〃Yeah。〃 Jack was quiet for a moment。 〃I still don't like the son of a bitch。〃
〃He gave you Cathy； man。 That's something。〃
〃Are you sure you're in the right line of work？ How e you're not a chaplain？〃
〃I am the voice of reason in a chaotic world。 You don't acplish as much when you're pissed off。 That's why we train people to be professionals。 If you want to get the job done； emotions don't help。 You've already gotten even with the man； right？〃
〃Yeah。 If he'd had his way； I'd be living up in Westchester County； taking the train in every day； and crap！〃 Jack shook his head。 〃He still makes me mad。〃
Muller came out of the room just then。 He looked around for a moment； spotted Jack； and walked down。 〃Stay close；〃 Ryan told his friend。
〃You almost killed my little girl。〃 Joe's mood hadn't improved。
Jack didn't reply。 He'd told himself that about a hundred times； and was just starting to consider the possibility that he was a victim； too。
〃You ain't thinking right； Mr。 Muller；〃 Robby said。
〃Who the hell are you！〃
〃A friend；〃 Robby replied。 He and Joe were about the same height； but the pilot was twenty years younger。 The look he gave the broker municated this rather clearly。 The voice of reason didn't like being yelled at。 Joe Muller had a talent for irritating people。 On Wall Street he could get away with it； and he assumed that meant that be could do it anywhere he liked。 He was a man who had not learned the limitations of his power。
〃We can't change what has happened；〃 Jack offered。 〃We can work to see that it doesn't happen again。〃
〃If you'd done what I wanted； this never would have happened！〃
〃If I'd done what you wanted。 I'd be working with you every day； moving money from Column A to Column B and pretending it was important； like all the other Wall Street wimps and hating it； and turning into another miserable bastard in the financial world。 I proved that I could do that as well as you； but I made my pile； and so now I do something I like。 At least we're trying to make the world a better place instead of trying to take it over with leveraged buyouts。 It's not my fault that you don't understand that。 Cathy and I are doing what we like to do。〃
〃Something you like；〃 Muller snapped； rejecting the concept that making money wasn't something to be enjoyed in and of itself。 〃Make the world a better place； eh？〃
〃Yeah； because I'm going to help catch the bastards who did this。〃
〃And how is a punk history teacher going to do that！〃
Ryan gave his father…in…law his best smile。 〃That's something I can't tell you； Joe。〃
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