Matt tucked his hands into his jeans pockets and peered deeply at Nate. He suggested, "Let's go out for coffee and speak about it."

"I do not have time," Nate stated urgently. Nate was sweating profusely from every pore on his body. "Listen, four children have been kidnapped, and I must find them.

It sounded urgent, and he glanced at him with mistrust, knowing Nate was keeping a significant secret. "What is going on, Nate?"

"I can not go into much detail," he continued, wiping the sweat from his brow, "until I know I can count on you."

"Of course, you know can trust me, Nate," he replied, taking his...