Lane heard the voice, and saw someone from the corner of his vision. Definitely to late to find a shadow to hide in - he almost laughed at himself for that. And he knew that voice. He'd supposed it would be inevitable not to run into a Jack in this place. Flipping through a dozen different responses and reactions, he decided on the most direct. Taking a deep breath, he turned toward Jack and swallowed down the rising fear, saying nothing. But even as the man neared, he couldn't get a read on his approach.