I have to make sure they never come back for you. I called Eleanor, the assistant who helped me. Eleanor, I said when she answered, I need a babysitter, a permanent one. Hunter, where are you? I’m bringing you a package. You take him. You drive him three states away. You don’t tell anyone. Not even me. Is it? Yes. He’s alive.
I met Eleanor at a rest stop an hour later. She cried when she saw Leo. She took him in her arms like he was her own. Go, I said. I’ll find you when it’s over. Be careful, Hunter. She said, “They have nothing left to lose.” “Neither do I,” I said. I watched her drive away. My son was safe. My wife was in a hospital bed, protected by the fact that her family was now the most wanted fugitives in America.
