Zac nodded, listening. I noticed that everyone must be upstairs because it was settling down in the parking garage.
"Come on, let's go," I said, standing up. "But we're going to have to run for it, in case." Then, I helped Zac get to his feet, but he wobbled a bit. "Do you think you can make it?" I asked, knowing he'd been through a lot for one day.
"Yeah, of course," Zac replied, stretching a bit. "Sorry, I just needed a minute."
I looked him straight in the eye, thinking of his father. "You've been through a lot today."
"Let's go," Zac replied, clearly unwilling to talk about it.
"Ready?" I asked as he nodded, then I quietly took the vent off and looked around. Suddenly a guard hurried by, so I held the vent cover up again, undetected, until he passed by. "Come on, let's go!"
