Sam didn’t even try to pull the trigger. She should have known better. [i]Figures.[/i] she thought venomously, though with no real surprise. She let her arms relax and the firearm rest back in her lap. Ignoring the traffic and honking horns, she looked directly into Guardians’ face, turning her head completely to her left. [i]Not even sure what to think of you as,[/i] Sam thought grimly, [i]rescuer, kidnapper, extortionist? Hmmm. I think for now I’ll go with ‘extorting rescuer’.[/i] She spoke up, the previous shuddering in her voice replaced with a bitter tone,”Fine, we can talk civilly. My questions are the same though. I’d like your real name, why I ended up in your company, and why the police are after me. And one or two other things.” Sam’s eyes drifted up to the blank space over the woman’s head.