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(
Exactly
how
dangerous
is
he
?
)
He
had
denied
doing
it
.
He
had
been
horrified
at
the
bruises
,
at
Danny
’
s
soft
and
implacable
disconnection
.
If
he
had
done
it
,
a
separate
section
of
himself
had
been
responsible
.
The
fact
that
he
had
done
it
when
he
was
asleep
was
-
in
a
terrible
,
twisted
way
-
encouraging
.
Wasn
’
t
it
possible
that
he
could
be
trusted
to
get
them
out
of
here
?
To
get
them
down
and
away
.
And
after
that
…
But
she
could
see
no
further
than
she
and
Danny
arriving
safe
at
Dr
.
Edmonds
’
s
office
in
Sidewinder
.
She
had
no
particular
need
to
see
further
.
The
present
crisis
was
more
than
enough
to
keep
her
occupied
.
She
crooned
to
Danny
,
rocking
him
on
her
breasts
.
Her
fingers
,
on
his
shoulder
,
had
noticed
that
his
T
-
shirt
was
damp
,
but
they
had
not
bothered
reporting
the
information
to
her
brain
in
more
than
a
cursory
way
.
If
it
had
been
reported
,
she
might
have
remembered
that
Jack
’
s
hands
,
as
he
had
hugged
her
in
the
office
and
sobbed
against
her
neck
,
bad
been
dry
.
It
might
have
given
her
pause
.
But
her
mind
was
still
on
other
things
.
The
decision
had
to
be
made
-
to
approach
Jack
or
not
?
Actually
it
was
not
much
of
a
decision
.
There
was
nothing
she
could
do
alone
,
not
even
carry
Danny
down
to
the
office
and
call
for
help
on
the
CB
radio
.
He
had
suffered
a
great
shock
.
He
ought
to
be
taken
out
quickly
before
any
permanent
damage
could
be
done
.
She
refused
to
let
herself
believe
that
permanent
damage
might
already
have
been
done
.
And
still
she
agonized
over
it
,
looking
for
another
alternative
.
She
did
not
want
to
put
Danny
back
within
Jack
’
s
reach
.
She
was
aware
now
that
she
had
made
one
bad
decision
when
she
had
gone
against
her
feelings
(
and
Danny
’
s
)
and
allowed
the
snow
to
close
them
in
…
for
Jack
’
s
sake
.
Another
bad
decision
when
she
had
shelved
the
idea
of
divorce
.
Now
she
was
nearly
paralyzed
by
the
idea
that
she
might
be
making
another
mistake
,
one
she
would
regret
every
minute
of
every
day
of
the
rest
of
her
life
.
There
was
not
a
gun
in
the
place
.
There
were
knives
hanging
from
the
magnetized
runners
in
the
kitchen
,
but
Jack
was
between
her
and
them
.
In
her
striving
to
make
the
right
decision
,
to
find
the
alternative
,
the
bitter
irony
of
her
thoughts
did
not
occur
:
an
hour
ago
she
had
been
asleep
,
firmly
convinced
that
things
were
all
right
and
soon
would
be
even
better
.
Now
she
was
considering
the
possibility
of
using
a
butcher
knife
on
her
husband
if
he
tried
to
interfere
with
her
and
her
son
.
At
last
she
stood
up
with
Danny
in
her
arms
,
her
legs
trembling
.
There
was
no
other
way
