He cuts through the parking lot, noting the Salaman Lake parking permits on some of the teachers' cars. Shouldn't be too hard to whip up one of those when he gets back. He checks his watch and jogs home; he wants to see Dad off, make sure he's really up for this.
Dad and Jill are hunched over the trunk of the Impala when he gets home. "Dean," Dad says, and Jill tries to ignore him while her back seizes up with tension. "Wanted you to see what I'm taking from the trunk."
He stands next to Dad, takes a look, and lists all of the weapons missing from the trunk; Dad smiles. "Keep an eye on Sammy," he says. "I'll be back by the end of the week."
He says, "Yes, sir," and Dad claps his shoulder hard before getting into Jill's car.
