"Well ... I'd better be getting home...."
Kimmensen nodded, terribly disappointed. He'd planned to let Susanne fly Jem home.
"Take the plane, Jem," he said finally. "You can pick me up in the morning."
"All right. Thank you.... Good night, Sue."
"Good night."
"Joe."
"Good night, Jem." He wanted to somehow restore Bendix's spirits. "We'll have a long talk about that other business in the morning," he reminded him.
"Yes, sir." It did seem to raise his chin a little.
After Jem had left, Kimmensen turned slowly toward Susanne. She sat quietly, her eyes on her empty coffee cup.