"I can't believe Sam!" she replied, looking out the window. "I specifically told him to let Zac live a normal life."
"Well, no offense," I gently began, thinking of the last few days. "If he hadn't, Zac would be dead."
Then tears slid slowly down her cheeks. "Yeah, I guess you're right," she said, wiping tears from her eyes.
Then, I decided to gently broach the subject. "I just wanted you to know that it started off with me just protecting him, but it's become much more than that now."
She nodded. "I see." But she said nothing more and changed the subject. "Where are you taking us?"
"To a safe house," I replied, as I turned off the expressway. "No one will find you there, I promise. You and Zac will be safe."
Then Jennifer turned to face me, looking me directly in the eye. "I sure hope you're right."
And deep down, I hoped I was, too.