Status Updates From Blood Money (Jane Whitefiel...

“This time the noise was louder, a bam as the window behind her head exploded inward and showered the cab with sparkling crystals of safety glass.”🫣

“She had learned a long time ago that—barring falls and getting lost—a human being’s worst chance of harm on this continent was from other human beings.”

“There was a jolt as a big body bumped against hers and slammed her into a side wall. There was the sharp sting of a pointed object pressed against her spine, and a strong forearm around her neck.”🫣

"It’s what I do,” Jane had answered. “Fugitives come to me and I guide them out of the world.”
“Why?”
“Because if I didn’t, they would give me bad dreams.”
And Martha had said, “I’ll bet a lot of them do anyway.”

“Hi,” said Jane. “It’s me. I love you.” It wasn’t the first time that she had noticed that “I love you” was what you said when the rest of what you were going to say was bad.”