“Lovely,” Isabelle murmured. “I’d almost be willing to get myself shot to go there.”
“You’ll have Than Shwe for your nurse and Jimmie to fly you there. And, hmm, I’ll give Jimmie a week’s leave. He’s really earned it, and so have you.”
“You’re very thoughtful.” Gale gave him a grateful smile. “But I’m coming back.”
“Oh, sure! Sure!” he agreed. “As soon as the doctor says you’re able.”
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