That had crossed Jake’s mind, but somehow he wasn’t worried about Beatrice and her team. They had come to his rescue, and he had reciprocated, saving her life. They were equals.
Aren’t we?
“While you nap, Prince Charming, I’m going to dig around for more information about Beatrice Glynn.”
“Raynelle is her bodyguard. She broke her arm in the fight, so you might be able to get some hospital records about her name and such.”
Jake gave Helen the hospital name and their approximate arrival time.
“Kenichi is the silent one,” he continued. “From the way he fought in the forest, I think he used to be in Special Ops. Or at the very least, he had martial arts training.”
“Never heard of him. Or Raynelle, for that matter.”
“I had never heard of the three of them until San Francisco. However, they know a lot about us.”
“I’ll see what we can do. Okay. I have to go. Reuben wants to take a walk in the moonlight.”
“How romantic.”
“That’s what married life looks like, Jake. Don’t wait too long.”
“Ah, Helen. You’re turning into Mama Hu.” Jake recalled the matriarch of the Hu family telling everyone what to do with their lives. Earl avoided her at all cost.
“Am I? So sorry. I try not to be.” Helen laughed.
“Speaking of whom, how’s she doing?”
“Normally I’d say Mom is languishing in prison, but she found the Lord a couple of months ago, and she’s in a small Bible study with some missionaries who visit the prison.”
“Wow. I didn’t know she got saved.” That was truly great news for Mama Hu. Jake hoped that she had turned a corner both mentally and emotionally. Must be awful to get convicted of a crime and sentenced to jail in a foreign country. She would be in her seventies by the time they let her out on parole.
Helen wiped her eyes. “I know, right. God is good.”
“Amen. So she’s studying the Bible now. That’s positive.”
Helen nodded. “And Greek. She’s learning Greek. I told her it’s not the same as the New Testament language since that’s ancient Greek. But she said she’d feel closer to God if she could pray in Greek.”
“God speaks all languages, though.”
“Well, it gives Mom something to do. She’s not getting out of prison any time soon.”
“True. So she’s learning Hebrew next?”
“You bet. By the time the release her, she’d speak at least four or five languages.”
Onscreen, Reuben appeared. He waved to the camera. “Hello, Jake.”
“Hey, man. Well, I better let you two go so you can take your midnight stroll or whatever it is you married couples do.”
Reuben chuckled. “You’d be surprised at what we don’t do. When are you coming back to Santorini?”
“When this is over, I might,” Jake said.
“Come over and we’ll go sailing.”
“You got it, man.”
Chapter Seventeen