He'll love the shattered bathroom mirror then.




Jo vanished into a bedroom.

There was some riffling. It's about a minute before she calls out.

"Think they'd appreciate being left the weapons?"

She didn't need them really. She had a lot. She knew intimately where there was. It was why she put them away from her. It was why she could have listed them by rote now.

She'd start using them sometime soon. Sometime.

She'll keep all ammunition, of course.