The bandit leader squeezed his eyes shut. He looked as if he had a headache. “Do you know,” he said, “this is not the way that I pictured this going?” “Oh, I get that a lot.” He actually winced. “Um,” said Halla. “I’m sorry?” Zale nudged her. “You don’t have to apologize to someone who’s kidnapped you,” they muttered. “Oh.”
