`` i thought killing foster was your work . '' his sentences were smooth and deliberate and laden with a heavy arkansas accent . i put her in my arms and hugged her . he nods at me , and i 'm yawning again . if i lost my focus now i was dead . he 's here to make sure the pots are all working . '' she glanced up and i almost did a double take . it felt too loud to me . still , it was reassuring to know she would n't suddenly find herself facing an irritated bull . 