"Frank's not coming with me to your place, Zack." She dropped her hand, confused. "I would like to hear your story first, and then dig in and see what I find out on my own...if that is acceptable to you." She is no stranger to how wicked the world is and her trust is not just handed out because someone tells her a sad story. Even if they mean every word they say, she knows full well that sometimes bad things happen because very good people believe in something that is false. Yet her curiosity is piqued by a young man who didn't seem to question her motives at all, he seemed to be comfortable with her enough to be about to ask for her help, already.