He felt her behind him like a weight, like a presence, and instinctively he shielded his meaty treasure from the eyes of the prowling lioness who could snatch it away in an instant. Safe, the world once again reduced to the two of them, suspended from the flow of time and the bustle of the urban kitchen, immune from the corporeal constraints that contain others. Ennis had the card, he had Jack, he had life again, and he knew there was only one way that he could answer.