The sun starts burning off the marine layer.
So the world is coming clear and sharp as Jack steps out of the old rec hall.
He checks the load in Teddy's pistol.
Six shots left.
Should be enough.
When they come, they'll come through the old gate. He'll hear it creak open and then he'll hear their steps. Nicky won't come alone. He'll have his hitters.
Enough to take me out.
But not before I kill him.
Jack slips the pistol in his waistband and waits.