"You don't want anything to eat before I drop you off?" Carter asks.
"No, I'm okay thanks." I lean my head against the window.
"Look Loa, I know we don't know each other well or anything, but I want you to know that if you need anything . . . support or . . . I don't know, I'd be happy to help. I know Samuel will always be there, but just in case." He offers me a friendly smile and I return it, my heart warming at his words.
"Thank you . . . I - I really appreciate it."
Silence falls, and I look back at him. "Hey, do you have any idea what was going on with Jack?"
"I don't actually," He rubs his forehead. "But he's starting to worry me. I've never seen him like this."
"Maybe I should talk to him?"
"Don't." He says instantly and I frown. "Samuel would probably kill him if he found ou
