He really drank only bourbon.She mixed him a Scotch and soda, and fixed one for herself; then she disappeared into the bedroom half of the suite and s...tarted changing her kimono. He could hear her humming little snatches of tunes to herself. He reined on the sofa, kicked off his shoes, then remembered to stand up and get his coat and tie off.Finally she came out in a little blue and white cotton thing shaped like a wrap-around beach towel. It had the same effect on Nathan because she. He was still closer to Jennifer than he wasto his own daughters. They understood each other without being judgmental. Operation Mason, Operation Mason . . . , he repeated to himself as he turnedback to the computer on the table behind his large, cluttered desk. After afew mouse clicks he was scrolling through the appointments in his electroniccalendar. Nothing stood out on today's schedule. He moved to Wednesday. Whoa!he breathed. There it was. For Wednesday, 4 August, at 8:00 a.m. First. A few moments later she heard the side door open, and Matt stepped out onto the deck.She saw him pause and stare at her, his mouth opening slightly. She held her breath, at last second remembered to breathe naturally and not move, so it seemed like she was sleeping.Matt continued to stare. She watched him from beneath her dark sunglasses, wondering what he would do. Disappointingly he shook his head and began to walk away......To the outdoor shower! she thought excitedly.Slowly he turned on the. ”I was concerned for everyone; it’s obvious Witherand had found the nearby village - what would happen if he discovered our refuge? I didn’t want to put people at risk.“Maybe it’s time we split up,” I began. “I think we’d all be safer if we went our separate ways...”The response was immediate and concurrent - “No!” “Absolutely Not!” “Never!” “I can’t believe you’re saying that!” “I won’t leave you!”. The crew wouldn’t let it go.Anita held onto me tightly, her head on my shoulder. “I won’t leave.