...he rest of your life?""Jerry wouldn't do that. I know he wouldn't. There's just no way.""I'd say the only thing protecting you three is your age. As long as you're minors, the government can't really touch you.""And that didn't apply to you somehow?""I made a deal with Uncle Sam and blew it. I'm just paying the penalty."They
didn't look at each other for a while after that. Sam didn't like the
direction the conversation was taking. Jacob was finally opening up,
and now she was making him clam up again. Eventually, she spoke
up. "So what do we do now? We didn't get the bomb's location. Does this
mean it's all over?"Jacob looked at her. "Not
by a long shot. He hasn't set it off yet, so that means we still have a
chance, which means I'm not giving up.""If you're not giving up, then neither am I.""That's the spirit."Sam listened to the rain for a little while. "Are you going to kill Stephen?"Jacob sighed. "A couple of days ago, I wouldn't have hesitated to say yes. But I'm not so sure anymore.""What? Why is that?""Like
I said, when I saw you bleeding to death, something inside me changed.
Ididn't want you to suffer the same fate as I have."Sam
looked at him, his eyes full of remorse. "You never got to be just a
teenager, did you? When did you say they took you away?""When I was fourteen.""Then you never got to be just a kid. You a...