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out from a dusty old office. This was Eddie, who owned the garage.“We’re closed,” he explained.
    â€œI know,” Jack responded. “It’s just we’ve experienced some car trouble.”
    Eddie shrugged. “We’re still closed. Better to experience some car trouble when we’re open.”
    â€œI’ll plan better next time,” Jack said.
    â€œJack Bruno,” Sara said, ignoring his instructions to remain quiet. “The only thing that will convince Eddie to reopen for business will be a significant sum of money.”
    â€œDo I know you from somewhere?” the mechanic asked, looking at her carefully.
    Jack didn’t give Sara a chance to answer. “Nope, you don’t,” he assured him. He pulled the money from his pocket. “We’ll pay you double your rate.”
    Eddie was no longer concerned about how Sara knew his name. This was now a negotiation. “Triple,” he replied.
    â€œDone,” Jack said with a satisfied smile.
    A few minutes later, Eddie was hard at work on the car while Jack and the kids were walking into a nearby restaurant to get something to eat. The restaurant was nice but nothing fancy. A country band was playing on the stage, and a few couples were on the dance floor. Sara and Seth were intrigued by everything they saw.
    â€œThis settlement of Stony Creek has less lights and energy than Las Vegas city,” Sara observed.
    â€œEvery place on the planet has less lights and energy than Vegas,” Jack observed, smiling. Then he turned to the kids, his expression growing serious. “Look I need you two not to be ‘aliens’ in here. Understand?”
    â€œNo. I do not,” Sara answered.“How can we not be what we are?”
    Jack stifled a sigh. “Just don’t do any of your creepy magic floaty stuff,” he explained.
    As they sat down at a table, Sara looked Jack in the eye and said, “I hope you do not act upon your thought of making a fast break out the back door and escaping Stony Creek never to look back at us again.”
    Jack’s eyes opened wide. “How did you know that?” he asked.
    â€œMy sister also has the gift of telepathy,” Seth informed him. “She can read the minds of those nearest to her.”
    â€œTell your sister, on Earth it’s rude to read people’s minds.” Jack gave a little finger wag for emphasis.
    Jack was a bundle of nerves, especially when the local sheriff walked in and sat at a nearby table. It seemed as if everybody was staring at them— including the sheriff and his three deputies.
    Seth and Sara had gone to wash their hands when Jack’s cell phone rang, startling him. It was Dominick, his boss from the cab company.
    â€œI’ve been trying to get you all night!” Dominick cried. “Where are you? You dump that fare yet?”
    â€œNot quite,” Jack answered. “It’s complicated.”
    â€œUn-complicate it,” Dominick ordered. “I want my cab back. Spotless.” Jack cringed, thinking about how far from spotless the cab actually was.
    â€œBy the way,” Dominick continued, “don’t have your creditors call, looking for you here.”
    â€œCreditors?” Jack had no idea what Dominick was talking about.
    â€œYou got all kinds of people trying to find you,” he said. “Pay your bills on time.”Then he hung up.
    Jack was confused. He didn’t owe anyone money. Which meant, someone was trying to find him. Was it Wolfe? Or did it have something to do with Seth and Sara?
    Unknown to Jack, Burke and his team were listening in on the call and had instantly begun tracing his location. Within moments they were rushing toward Stony Creek.
    When Seth and Sara returned, Jack looked at them nervously. He had made a decision and wanted to tell them what it was.
    â€œI think it would be . . .” he started to say.
    Sara finished his statement,