If they had the chance to kill someone without being caught, would they? If so, who would it be?
Jenny tightens the cap on the engine. Plucking up a towel to wipe oil from her hands she gives you an even, unreadable look that speaks for itself. “I’ve known a few people I would’ve. Out ‘ere, sometimes the only law is who’s will ‘n guns ‘r stronger. Best t’ let some things lie, though.”













