Before she could leave, Amos grabbed her hand in an almost painfully tight grip. “No one’s gonna hurt you today.” There was no boast in it. It was a simple statement of fact. She gave him a smile and pulled her hand away. Good-hearted unrepentant killers were not something she’d had to fit into her worldview before this, and she wasn’t sure how it would work. But now she’d have to try.
I love this -- her acceptance, this moment of reflection on her worldview...
