“You saved my life tonight, Jackie. I’m never gonna forget that.”

“You would have done the same thing for me.”

“Yeah, I know.” Travis looked away from Jackie and tried to decide how he was going to say what he had to say.

“What?”

“It’s just that I coulda died out there, and for what? We didn’t even get the processors, so it was all for nothing. Eddie died in there, died for nothing.”

“What are you trying to say, Travis?”

“I’m out Jackie. That was my last job.”

“What?”

“I’m done. Finished with this shit.”

“What are you talkin’ ’bout, Travis. You can’t quit now,” Jackie told her wounded partner.

“Yes I can, Jackie. I don’t need to do this anymore. I got enough money saved and my house in Connecticut is paid for. The economy is getting better, I could live good with a job and the money I got saved.”

“Wow,” was all Jackie could muster at the time. She let go of Travis’s hand and sat back in the chair next to the bed. She wasn’t liking the sound of this at all. He can’t be serious, Jackie thought. He can’t just quit. “Quitin’, huh?”

“Yeah, Jackie, I’m done with all this. I mean I got no real reason to keep doin’ it. I just don’t need to do this anymore.”

Jackie stood up and bent over to kiss Travis on the forehead. “You get some rest. I’ll be right outside if you need me.” She had reached to door when Travis called out to her.

“Jackie.”

“Yes, Travis.”

“Thanks again.”

“Get some rest and we’ll talk in the morning.

Jackie went into the living room and plopped down on the couch. Out of reflex, she picked up the remote and started flipping channels. Not that she was watching or even cared what was on; her mind was on what Travis had just said.

In her mind, Jackie replayed the conversation over and over again. I’m out. That was my last job. I got enough money saved and my house in Connecticut is paid for. The economy is getting better, I could live good with a job and the money I got saved.