Me a danger? to my own flesh and blood? Sam wondered for a moment if he should punch through the grate separating them for even suggesting such a thing. But he only got as far as a clenched fist and a raised arm before he stopped himself. No no no, this is why you are here, no punching the priest who is trying to help...yet, lets see how the rest of it goes.

Sam calmed himself, then sighed and put his hands behind his head, "Listen here Holy man, I don't know how it is over here in England, But back in the states i'd trust a ten cent hooker to keep herself clean before i trusted the law to do anythin but polish their badges. If they ain't got no personal skin in it, they don't do nothin. Hell they didn't even really try to stop us til them government boys got involved. then suddenly they were shinin beacons of justice."

"as to why they would want to hurt the baby or her well, I left several widows and i don't know how many fatherless kids. suppose one of 'em might come round some day lookin for some payback. granted they'd have to track me a looooong way but still, i worry about it. I just hope if that time ever comes they put a bullet between my eyes and leave them alone. Guess if i can't find my way before that happens it might be a little hot an miserable where i'm goin. at least it better be, otherwise i might feel i was sold false goods as a kid."