She was silent a moment. “I’m not really bitter. Though I want to be.” She realized to her surprise that this was true. She was sick with anger and worry, but Korgan’s plan should have worked. He’d done what he’d thought would get rid of Masenak and protect Sasha. “You told me how slippery Masenak has proved over the years. You did the best you could. It’s partly my fault. I should have kept a better eye on Sasha. And I trusted you too much. I thought you were different. I should know by now I can’t trust anyone but myself.”

He flinched. “I suppose you’re being very generous considering.”

“Yes. Only because I’m feeling as guilty about my part in this as I am about yours. Though there’s a good chance I would have killed you if that miscalculation had cost Sasha her life. You might still be on the hook if I find out that it did. And yes, you’ll definitely make it right.”

“That’s what I said,” he said curtly. He got to his feet. “And now I’ll go tell the nurse to bring your breakfast while I pay a visit to Margaret and let her know you’re awake. She’ll want to see you right away.” His lips twisted. “Providing you still trust her.”

“Did that sting? Why should you care what I think? Of course I trust her. We’ve earned each other’s trust.” She looked down at her bandaged shoulder. “How soon can I get out of this hospital?”

“Before the end of the day. I’ll clear it with the staff. You’ll still be a little weak, but nothing you can’t handle. And that should give you time to rest and for us to get some kind of plan together about Jubaldar.”

“I want to leave now.”

He shook his head. “Later. I’m expecting a call from Gilroy, and I want info from him before I make a move.” He put up his hand as she opened her lips to speak. “No. I’ll get you Sasha, but it will be my way. You’re not the only one who hates making mistakes. This one hit me damn hard, and I’m not going to risk making another one. I’ll let you have input, but you won’t be in control.”

“The hell I won’t.”

“Exactly. I’ll see you later.”

He strode out of the room.

*  *  *

“You look better than I thought you would,” Margaret said when she walked into Alisa’s hospital room an hour later. “I was getting tired of seeing you snoozing for the past few days.” She gave Alisa a careful hug. “How do you feel?”