He lets her sleep as he drives, silently, down the highway. The wheels of the car barely make noise as they rush them toward their destination. As Louisville's lights appear off to the right, he glances over at Natalia. She'd come after him, even when she shouldn't have. She'd done things and said things that let him know, she was one of the best.

Finally, pulling up to a dingier hotel where no one will ask questions, he reaches over and touches her shoulder. "Natalia. We're here." They've both spent nights in worse.