“What do you want me to do?” Bill asked when they arrived at the drug store. “I want your promise to let me handle this and not ask any questions.” “You mean you want to do it all by yourself. That sounds great to me. Just do it,” Bill said with no idea how his friend would take care of Jacob. “I will see you later.” Noticing Bill was even walking differently, he had a bounce in step as he went to his car, Andrew whispered, “I am glad I can help him.” Knowing no one except Margaret could know what he did with the boy.