Ain't No Rest for the Wicked

Molly was silent for a short second before scoffing, "That's their fucking problem." She could see the surprise on Zacky's face. To him, the guys were friends, brothers, companions. But to Molly, they were simply pawns, instruments, opportunities.

"I'm going to help them," Zacky said, looking at Molly coldly. He made to walk out the door and Molly felt a strange twisting in her gut. If Zacky went after them, he could be arrested as well.

Zacky was closing the door when Molly called out. "Wait," she shouted. "I'm coming with you."