Brick watched them closely as he locked his stance, ready for the attack. "I don't think I'm ready to leave yet. It seems a few things may need to be explained." 
             "You ought to know. You're the only one with secrets," she threw at him. "I will not have you jeopardize my son's life or mine over this money you claim Arthur owed you." Her pale eyes flashed at him, daring him to deny her.

          He controlled his anger, keeping it in check, barely. He would never in a million years willingly put someone's life on the line for the sake of cold, hard cash. That had never been his way. Without losing her damning stare, he said, "Jacob, why don't you go say hello to Mr. Tipple. Your mother and I have a few things to discuss."