Into the Storm
Force as well.
    “I’m not giving you any information,” Judd finally said.
    “Maybe you’re who you say you are, and maybe you’re not. I’m not taking the chance. “
    Taylor Graham stood and walked to the other side of the room.
    “Let me go, and I’ll be careful,” Judd said.
    “Or you can lock me up here, I don’t care. You can kill me if”—“I’m not going to kill you,” Graham said, slamming his fist against the wall.
    “I’m helping you, can’t you see that?” The man moved closer.
    “What can I tell you that’ll prove I’m telling the truth?”
    Judd shook his head.
    “Then I’ll go back and get your friends,” Graham said.
    “And I’ll bring them here one by one if that’s what it takes.”
    Ryan noticed that Mrs. Stahley looked tired. Even though she wore heavy makeup and the wig, he could see there were big circles under her eyes.
    “What are you going to do?” Ryan said.
    “They’ll find us sooner or later,” Mrs. Stahley said.
    “I could try to hide, but I’m tired. And I don’t like the thought of cooping Darrion up for the next few years. I have a plan.” Mrs.
    Stahley said she wanted Darrion to stay with the kids.
    “She could live with Vicki and you, couldn’t she?”

    Chaya nodded.
    “We’d be glad to take her in,” she said.
    “Mother, why didn’t you tell me this?” Darrion said.
    “What are you going to do?”
    “I’m going to give myself up,” Mrs. Stahley said.
    “No!” Darrion shouted.
    Mrs. Stahley put her hand on Damon’s shoulder.
    “It’s the best for all of us. If I come forward peacefully, maybe I can convince them I was just concerned for you when I went into hiding.”
    “But you know what they’ll do,” Darrion said.
    “Your safety means more to me than my own life,” Mrs.
    Stahley said.
    “Why do you have to choose?” Darrion said.
    “We can both be safe.”
    Mrs. Stahley shook her head.
    “I have to go now,” she said.
    “At least tell us where the secret documents are,” Ryan said.
    “We might be able to use them to free you.”
    Mrs. Stahley shook her head.
    “I have never seen them,” she said.
    “I only know what my husband said about them.”
    “And you told us they could be used to help fight the GC,” Ryan said.
    “I also told you they were in a secret place,” Mrs.Stanleysaid.
    “I know the combination is in a file in Maxwell’s upstairs office. I never asked, and he never told me where the safe was located.”
    “Mother, I won’t let you go!”
    Mrs. Stahley hugged her daughter.

    “Do not riskyourself for me,” she said to Ryan.
    “Take care of my daughter.”
    When Vicki returned, the group brought her up to date on what had happened. Mrs. Stahley and Darrion were hugging and saying good-bye. Vicki was concerned that Judd still hadn’t shown up.
    Vicki made sure Darrion would be OK at Loretta’s house until they returned from Chaya’s mother’s funeral.
    “What can I expect?” Vicki said as they drove towardSouth Barrington.
    “I expect my father to be cold,” Chaya said.
    “He won’t look at me. He’ll be upset the burial has taken so long.”
    “Why?” Vicki said.
    “Jewish custom is to bury the dead quickly,” Chaya said.
    “Because of the bombing, he no doubt had difficulty getting her body released.”
    “What about the service?” Vicki said.
    “You won’t see anything fancy,” Chaya said.
    “Jewish law forbids it. We are taught we are all equal in death, so the coffin is plain wood. My mother will be dressed in a simple linen shroud.”
    “You told me something about prayers for people who have died,” Vicki said.
    “Will they do that?”
    “You mean shivah,” Chaya said.
    “Another form of that Hebrew word means ‘seven.” For seven days we mourn the person who has died. People will come and sit with the family and pay their respects. There are morning and evening prayer services at the home. “
    By the time they arrived at the service, Chaya had explained
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