Clara and Harlow stayed behind to continue their work.

Harlow lit a cigarette, offering one to Clara. When she declined, he chuckled. "You're really sticking to your principles. Even more so than when you first arrived."

"You and Trevier aren't exactly the cautious type, so it falls on me to balance things out," Clara replied, not fond of the cigarette smell, though she never mentioned it since most people here smoked.

"You're a lot like the Boss, steady and composed. She ...