Once in the car Ivy sat in the passenger seat and Noah in the seat next to her. Thomas started the car and they left the hospital to go home. She was deep in thought on how to get Noah to let her help him by using her as the bait. She kept her eyes on the night scenery as it flickered past and then felt a strong arm grab her and she looked at Noah as he pulled her onto his lap without saying anything.
"I want to help."
Ivy held his face with one hand as the other was bandaged. His eyes looked into hers, his two dark pools pulling her into his life and she dove in without hesitation.
"No, I have many other ways to kill the old man... no need to dirty your hands."
"I'm sure you do... I just want to be of help. This way seems the quickest and smartest. He will let his guard down thinking he has me and that you will run in blind to save me, but we will of already had a plan."
"I said no."
