Nick held her close, Reyna’s body already cold. The young mother had done the only right thing for her and he supposed he couldn’t blame her. This world was dark and seeing what she saw, she probably decided to take herself and the baby out of the picture. “Reyna…” he said softly. He had hardly known her but this made him doubt everything.

Jeff came up behind him. He wore a big t-shirt with a church logo on it. “Nick, is she dead?” he whispered, almost as though he didn’t believe it. His voice upticked in a slight laugh, like his mind was struggling to process it. “No way. She can’t be dead.”

“Jose found the baby,” Nick said grimly; words empty. “I don’t know what to do, man. Maybe she’s right.”