May waited once again for the man had retreated to the secured side of the wing before returning to her seat, holding her hand out for a mint.
"Did you find anything worth keeping?" she asked quietly, her voice a soft whisper. May saw the type of writing Daniel kept online, knew about his foundation. It kept her mind busy while she had waited for him to call. He could do more than assure her son's safety, and she was going to do her part.