The chain made a nasty racket when Fresco pulled it through. The padlock snapped shut, the only thing about the whole place that seemed new. They would have to do something about security, not quite so noisy.

He felt better back on the street, oddly enough. He was half a city from Last Stand as well so there was no fear of stumbling on the wreckage remaining of the place. Part of him wanted to see it again, to etch the destruction into his mind so he would never forget, but he ...