"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he whispered into her hair.

Lexi holstered her guns and patted his arms. "It's okay. We're okay. We're alive, right?"

"You should never have seen or heard any of that. Or had to do any of that. Never. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

She laughed dryly. "Dad, come on. Pull it together. This isn't the time to lose it." She patted him a few more times then pushed away. "We need to get out of here. There will probably be more."

Jack took a ...