Tara frowned. "Until you prove yourself trustworthy, I don't trust you."
"Put the gun away," Jack growled. "If you want us to trust you, the last thing you'd do is put a gun in our faces. For all we know, you might shoot us now. If you really mean what you're saying, give me your gun."
"And allow Trent's men to handcuff you," Tara added quickly. "We'll let you go when you tell us more."