It was definitely one of his crazy plans that had nearly gotten Darius killed more than once and almost arrested probably a dozen times.

"Men's reputations on the line," Chris smiled, and Zechariah pursed his lips. "Now is the time for men of little faith to call it a night, my friends."

With that, Chris rose from his seat - graceful for the circumstances, but like a man walking turbulent waters despite the waves but solid floor beneath him. There was a moment of hesitation before Zechariah rose. John sat sour-faced, eyeing Darius.