Kindle Notes & Highlights
Maybe he could see what she was feeling, because an expression flickered across his face that she couldn’t reconcile with the officer she knew. It looked like self-doubt or indecision. “Carter,” he sighed, “this whole situation sucks.”
with a stubborn, if futile, determination that was all Jack O’Neill.
Jack threw up his hands. “Don’t look at me. I don’t know anything about small packages.”
