The Chaos Kind (John Rain #11)(123)

Rain meant it when he said it would be good to be back. He and Delilah had built a life in Paris, and Kamakura, and he wanted that life. All of it. However much of it there would be.

She was so insightful, on so many matters. But he knew now she’d been wrong about one important thing. When she’d told him that it was danger, or the edge, or some other such attachment he was afraid to lose.

That wasn’t it. Maybe once upon a time, but not anymore.

It was the people he was afraid to lose. And determined to protect. And if he had to face danger to that end, then he would face it willingly. No matter what.

But until then, all he really wanted was to find that elusive peace Delilah had mentioned. And keep it.

For at least a little while. For as long as he could.