She looked out at the front room of Sushi Barn. Noticed four members of Burton’s posse, men whose names she didn’t know, seated two-by-two at different tables, black Cordura rifle bags tucked under their seats. The rest of the customers were in KCV county outfits. "Doesn’t feel real to me," she said. She looked back at him. "Been a lot lately that doesn’t." She looked down at his hands.