There was another long silence on the phone and then the sound of her father shifting his position in his leather seat. "Jim, I don't want Sarah involved in your war. I know I can't stop you and I don't understand how Sarah managed to drag you from your grave. She's my baby girl and I'll not lose her because you have a vendetta to carry out with that damned gang. You got a second chance at life. Why not go and try to live it peacefully this time? I know you got stashes around town. Go get your money and get out."<br/><br/>Sarah frowned at the phone as she heard the tempered anger in her father's voice. "I asked him to do this, Dad. I was tired of Johnny knocking me around so I asked him to make him stop."<br/><br/>Tom sighed and his voice softened a bit as he addressed Sarah. "Honey, Johnny's dead. They wheeled him in earlier. There's no need for you to continue and let Jim bring you down with him. Come home and your mother and I will keep you safe."<br/><br/>"No." Sarah said defiantly.