Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Superman Crack

"Thank you," she said absently, still wondering how his veins could be enlarged like that from the drugs without exploding.

They sat in silence for a while.

"We have to help the others." She looked to the cage across from them where a small child, no more than ten years old lay eerily still. "I won't leave the children behind."

He didn't answer. She got up on her knees and grabbed his thick bicep. "Please, John, we cannot leave children here. I would never be able to live with my conscience."

"I will think on this."

She couldn't detect any concern or compassion for these people in his voice. Given his profession, it shouldn't distress her as much as it did. Her own father was an enforcer and she had seen firsthand the atrocities he committed.

They were quiet for a while.

"Do you like children?" he asked her and though he studied his boots, she could see the tension in his shoulders.

"I love them. One day I plan to have five."