Working with Jarod had to be the most surreal thing that had ever happened to Broots. Here he spent every waking hour trying to catch the guy, and suddenly they were buddies, hanging together, saving each other’s life? Broots had never even met him before he escaped. He’d known about him, of course, the valuable, brilliant Jarod. But suddenly he’d become the enemy, and Broots had spent the last couple years with fear and admiration warring inside him. Jarod was a combination of the Boogie Man and the Lone Ranger. Now they were working side-by-side. It was kind of neat.