Alice watched Julia run to the water’s edge, her white dress glowing under the image enhancement. Seeing her again, even on a cheap night-vision camera, ripped open the scab covering Alice’s pain. Julia had been as charismatic, cruel, and manipulative as anyone she’d ever met, but Alice had liked that. She never admitted it to anyone, but those two years running with Five Points had been the best of her life; doing what you want, when you want, was seductive. She pushed that away, let the past fade, and concentrated on the video. Julia reached the shore and jumped in the water, face happy and free. A man in a dark suit ran to her, hopping on one foot as he threw away his shoes.