I like to think of them as OUR arrows

The car bounced lightly and Kate felt her body rocking agaist Matt's. Following Frank's direction Karen was driving them into much bumpier roads, less smooth than the ones near where Kate lived and moved about on daily basis. She thought about what Matt said, the car falling silent as Karen and Frank calmly discussed the best place to park her car. Somewhere not too conspicuous but close enough in case they needed to run.

"Do you think Heather could help?" Kate asked as she finally opened her eyes, tilting her as she looked up at Matt. It was so strange to see him wearing the mask in this sort of situation. Out of the job, simply in the back of a car. Sitting down and trying to enjoy a break as much as they could. "Or maybe she has tapes from her sessions with the Fisks? Notes?"

That would involve betraying her trust, which she knew is the last thing Matt wants. Or needs. Things were bad enough as they were and she can't help the guilt that creeps up for simply asking him if that's even on the table.

"Maybe if you guys talk..."

The car came to a stop and Karen got out. Frank waited for Lucky to hop off him and out, before getting out and shoving the door closed.