Jen_C’s Reviews > All Fall Down (Hostage Negotiation Team #1) > Status Update

Don’t believe him, Claire. He’s lying.” “It’s okay, Rafe. I’ve got this.” Bez clicked the vest closed and held the remote to her face. “Maybe we can finish what we started on the roof. If I remember correctly, our conversation was cut short.” The image of Gary’s last moments on the roof came to her mind, but she pushed those away. This was different. It was her sacrifice. And now it was between her and Bez.

Why do they keep asking each other if they are ok? THEY'RE IN A HOSTAGE SITUATION IN A-STAN! (No one is ok!)
Why do they all think it is ok to constantly touch each other when they should be professional? Ever heard of #me too?? (Keep your hands to yourself!)

“I’m not going to do this again, Dad. I’m not going to wait for word and hope Rafe lives through it. I’m not going to another funeral of someone I care about, feeling like I should have done more―done better. I won’t do it.” A tear escaped and trickled down her cheek. She wiped it away, angry at her own weakness.

For a Navy SEAL, that showed a real lack of instincts and skills. Rafe needs to go train with Marcus Lutrell or something!

The elevator doors whooshed shut and the hairs on Rafe’s neck prickled. As he ascended, he suddenly had a feeling of foreboding start in his stomach. “Settle down,” he told himself. The elevator stopped, the doors slid open and for the second time that day, Rafe found himself looking down the barrel of a gun. “I’ve been expecting you, Mr. Kelly.”

I gotta get you down there, okay? Let’s keep moving.” Rafe followed him, his eyes glued to the floor, counting the steps between blood drops. It was his fault. This whole thing was his fault. He should have protected Claire, protected Gary. Done something! Clenching his fist he silently vowed he’d find who did this―even if it took the rest of his life.

I don’t have a choice.” He waved toward the bomb. “You’ve got to come with me now or the bomb will detonate.” Turning back to Penny, Rafe said sharply, “Call 911. Now.” He headed for the stairs with Gary. Looking at his friend’s desperate face, Rafe sucked in a breath. It hadn’t been an over-reaction after all. Something was definitely very wrong.