One small hand reached out to touch his chest, hoping to stay him. "Is it? Where's your key, then?"<br/><br/>Before she could get an answer, she heard a voice roar behind her, and she felt her skin prickle with inexplicable recognition. Who the hell would she know here?<br/><br/>Then she turned, and saw, her stomach plummeting. Her hand drew abruptly back from Devo, snaking under her jacket toward the butt of her snub gun at the small of her back.