«If I were that zebra, my beloved Jacey, instead of choosing whether to side with the hunter or the tiger, I'd make the safest and most logical choice — stand with both.»
«Stand with both…? Meaning what? I made you come, so stop dodging the point.»
«Ugh… I didn't think I'd have such a naïve son… do I really have to spell it out? If the zebra led the hunter to the den, but at the same time warned the tiger the hunter was coming, what do you think would happen?»
«Of course… if the hunter killed the tiger, the zebra would come out clean for honoring the deal. If the tiger won instead, it'd be grateful for the warning… You're a genius, Mom!»
Veronica saved my life twice. The first time, when she adopted me; the second, when she pulled me out of this seemingly unsolvable mess.
