Chapter Twelve.
Safron blew out a shaky breath as Leon pulled the Chevy up behind a Toyota truck, onto the ferry which would take them to Nantucket. For all she was very familiar with running and hiding, she was always in control of where she went and how she travelled. Now, she had to put her full trust in Leon and given she was still in a deal of shock after been found by his boss, the man known as the umpire, along with now being in a whole other country, and a tourist spot no less, she was feeling more than a little bit anxious. She did not know if she should remain in the car for the two-and-a-bit sailing time, or if she should get out, and mingle with the rest of the passengers. Leon however, opened the boot of the truck and was doing something inside, which she could not see, even
