Napoleon knocked on April's door and carefully looked her over after she opened the door. She might not have slept well, but she had slept. Taking that as a good sign, he started to speak but stopped after the first words out of her mouth.
"You were right."
"Pardon? Not that I mind being right, but right about what?"
"Whoever that man was expecting, it wasn't me. When he got a good look at me, he hesitated. That was the thing that allowed me to shoot first. You warned me second guessing could be fatal in this business."