"Oh there is a painfully appropriate saying for judging a book and covers, but I say it so much at work I don't think I can do any more." She didn't have the privilege of being normal any more.
She could have walked away ages ago, back to after her first case with the ghoul. Jill didn't have to go any further. Hell, Don said not to. The young woman chose to ignore him. She could only begin to imagine what her life would have been if she had. Would she have found the same confidence she has now? Would she have stepped up more for her family? Would she be married with kids to one of the other trust fund babies?
"Just relax," she said not as an order, but a gentle suggestion. "If they spot you running, they're more likely to follow you. Follow my lead and I'll get you home just fine."
She hoped he'd trust her just long enough to fool the police, but she imagined they'd meet up again another night worst case scenario.