Did she just say ‘tea and sandwhich’? It was these little quirks that made Jim love her. Sometimes she could still catch him off guard by a little quip here and there, entirely harmless.

When Nancy came out from behind oil barrels, Jim had his gun aimed at her ready to go if she made any sudden, careless moves. “What else is new?” He replied at her warning. There were always others in the cracks. If it’s not one thing, it’s another in this city and he wasn’t naïve enough to believe they could all be stopped.

“C’mon on out.” He shakes his gun, motioning her to come out further.