“That won’t happen.” His voice is so confident, so assured, that I want to believe it can’t happen. But I can’t.

“You don’t know that,” I say. “And neither do I. Not really. But I can’t pretend that isn’t a possibility.” I swallow. “And we can’t forget about Faith. She came here in pain. I’ve added to that.”

Mack frowns. “That was an accident, and everyone knows it. I’ve explained that to Faith. She’s been through a lot, but she’s a good person; she just ...