“You’re right, this isn’t our fight,” Jen said. Her mouth was dry. “But you always, always taught me to do what was right, and to help the people who needed helping. And that’s what I’m going to do right now.” A choked laugh broke out of Thompson. “No, I thought I was very clear on this. If you’re in a bad situation, I expect you to cut and run and live another day. It was your mother who instilled this horrible noble streak.”
