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knows your name and wants you to know Him. But God is all about relationship. It’s why He sent Jesus, why Jesus died. So you could be free to have relationship with Him.”

Jesus. He was at the crux of the issue, wasn’t He?

“I think I’d like to know more.” She turned to look at him head-on. “What time is church on Sunday?”

“Ten. Want to meet at nine to pick up coffee on the way?”

That sounded good. She nodded before she could chicken out.

While she wasn’t sure what she believed about God, or Jesus, she couldn’t deny that Dak lived with a confidence and peace she’d rarely seen. He made decisions wiser than most of the agents she’d worked with.

Was it God? She wasn’t sure, but she planned to find out.

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“Oh my gosh! What happened to your foot?” Wendy’s mouth hung open as Kevyn limped up to the table and dropped into a chair.

Angling an empty chair over, Kevyn propped her walking cast up on it. “I told you I hurt it.”

“A stubbed toe is hurting it. This… is it broken?”

“It is.” Kevyn looked at the toe of the walking boot, which extended above the table top. In some ways it was hard to believe it had only been five days since they’d taken down Tio and his crew.

Including her father. Whom she had yet to speak to, in spite of repeated requests on his end.

One of Tio’s men that had been captured at the raid on the warehouse confirmed that the bodies had been taken out to sea, weighted, and dumped overboard.

The families would never be able to bury their loved ones.

“Okay, spill.” With her elbows on the table, Wendy leaned forward.

A lot of the details were still classified, but Kevyn told her what she could, which was enough for Wendy to look appropriately horrified.

“What kind of person stabs someone in the foot?” Wendy stared at the boot as if trying to see the trauma underneath.

“The same kind of person who kills people to steal their organs.”

Wendy shook her head slowly. “I guess when you put it that way, stabbing a foot seems kind of mild by comparison. Unless it’s your foot being stabbed,” she added quickly.

“It’s still mild. I know things could have been a lot worse.” In fact, she tried not to spend too much time dwelling on the things that could have happened to her, had she not gotten away.

Had God not helped her get away.

Over the past few days, statistics had run through her head. She should be dead. Statistically, Tio never should have let her live. She shouldn’t have been able to escape from those guys on the dock. The cold water should have sent her into shock. She should have been spotted swimming to the fishing boat. She should have drowned.

Yet none of those things had happened.

God was the only explanation that made sense.

The waiter dropped off some water and took their order. Kevyn didn’t even look at the menu. She’d been craving baby back ribs for weeks and this place made killer ribs.

As the waiter walked away, Kevyn turned back to Wendy.

“I went to church with Dak on Sunday.”

Wendy’s eyebrows shot up. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.” She filled Wendy in on the prayer and the odds she’d beaten in escaping. “I guess his church has been working through a book called John?”

The name meant nothing to her, but Wendy nodded in approval. “Good book.”

“Well, the preacher talked about some woman Jesus spoke to. He asked her for water, then told her things He couldn’t have known.” Unless Jesus was God. Only God could know those things, which had been one of the points of the sermon.

“Sounds like the woman at the well in John 4.”

How did Wendy know that? The Bible was a big book, yet Wendy had known exactly what she was talking about. “I think so.”

Wendy cocked her head and studied her for a second.

She almost felt like she was being clinically analyzed. Is that what it felt like when she talked to people?

“What caught your attention about that story?” Wendy asked.

“He didn’t reject her.” Kevyn didn’t even have to think about it. In fact, the story had so impacted her over the last few days that she’d returned to that same truth countless times. “The preacher talked about all the reasons Jesus shouldn’t have talked to the woman. She was a woman, lived a questionable lifestyle, racial tensions, all that stuff. But Jesus didn’t care. He talked to her respectfully and didn’t judge her. Didn’t reject her because of who she was and what she’d done.”

“Jesus doesn’t reject anyone who genuinely approaches Him in faith.”

Really? Not anyone? “How do you know?”

“He says so. John 6:37. ‘Those the Father has given Me will come to Me, and I will never reject them.’”

Jesus never rejected anyone. Unlike her father, and so many other people she’d known. “I don’t know what to do with all this.”

“I think you do.” Wendy speared her with serious eyes. “I think you’re afraid.”

Had Wendy – introverted, quiet Wendy – really said that?

Her surprise must have shown because Wendy laughed. “I know, pretty bold for me, right?”

“Yeah.” Kevyn swallowed hard. “But you nailed it. It’s a big decision.”

“It is. But Jesus is worth the risk. I guess the question you need to ask is if you believe that.”

Jesus. Dak and Wendy had both told her that belief in God wasn’t enough. If she wanted to really experience God, it was found through faith in Jesus.

She wanted it.

The peace, the confidence, the day-to-day help. Everything she saw in both Dak and Wendy. They had something, something real, and it had everything to do with their relationship with a God who was

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