Gandal is dead and the killers are still on the loose. Months of sorrow has passed, no word or news of any killer or suspicious activity untill now.

This is chapter 2 of the Boot Hill series, I am going to be Jack for now on. We start at the house.

(Thanks Anorak)

Kai looked out the window of the attic. This was where she had been living for the past few months. She slept and hacked and sometimes even ate in that room. She barely left it. She would cry herself to sleep and her dreams were always about Gandal. She had been so desperate to keep him alive. And she failed. She just wanted him back.

A tear fell down her cheek. "I will find them Gandal. They won't get away from Kai-Anne Mason," she said fiercely.

Jack looked over at her sorrowfully, shuffling his feet, "I need to go down to the shops... wanna come with?"

Kai looked over to him. Her thoughts came slowly. She should really catch up on her work. "Alright," she said finally. "I'll come. I need a break anyway."

"Good." He nodded, trying his best to smile as he pulled his jacket over himself. He headed for the door, waiting for Kai to catch up.

Kai sighed and dragged herself off of the bed. She effortlessly grabbed her jacket from the door and shrugged it on. She pulled her hoodie over her head and slumped it down. "Do you miss him?"

Jack looked at her for a moment, his stare drilling into her. After a couple of seconds he looked away from her, tears stinging at his eyes. Without a word he left the building, sighing momentarily.

"Yeah. Me too." She followed him quietly and let tears fall down her cheeks. She had tried so hard. But she had failed. She hiccuped and realized that she had been crying quietly.

Jack tried not to look at her; this was awkward. He patted her on the shoulder, "Don't think about it. Alright?" He whispered softly into her ear as they walked up a stone pathway.

She nodded an wiped her tears away with the back of her sleeve. She then put her hands in her pockets. She could never go back to school. They would get her for sue. She needed to find them soon. Before they found her.

Jack entered a corner shop, holding the door open, "This was where me and... Gandal met." He whispered warmly in her ear as he shut the door behind her. Along the shelves were food... lots of it.

Kai nodded. She could imagine the two in among the isles chatting away. She smiled at the thought of Gandal smiling and laughing.

Jack moved slowly through shelves, scanning for food, he placed assorted cans and packets in a red basket, examining the labels before doing anything with them. He would occasionally mutter, "Seems healthy." to himself whilst he was browsing.

Kai picked up a can of food and read the label. Canned Ham. Gross, she thought.

Jack turned his head, noticing her movement, he took the can off her slowly, reading at the label, yum, he thought to himself, placing it in the basket.

Kai shuddered. But then she did something she hadn't done for a long time. She laughed. It didn't last long, but it was long enough to be recognized as a laugh.

"You don't like ham?" He laughed with her, placing it back on the shelf. "It actually looks disgusting." He smiled at her.

"It's not that I don't like ham. I just don't like canned ham." She smiled warmly. She was humbled by the feeling of joy.

"We better finish up this shopping." He said, winking.

Kai nodded with her smile still plastered on her face. She was glad she decided to come. She needed a distraction. She picked up a bag of carrots and put it back down. As she did, a man clad in a black suit, carrying a small suitcase walked into the store. "Jack. Down," she said shoving him to the floor. They had to get out.

Jack sighed, "Oh no." He dropped to the ground slowly, mumbling sentences to himself as he flipped out a smart phone, punching in a number.

"What are you doing?" she whispered. She needed to get back to the house and grab her laptop. She should never had left the house.

"Calling a friend of Gandal's, he'll know what to do." He pressed the call button and hastily pressed the phone against his ear.

"Really. Only Gandal's friend. I thought that any friend of Gandal's was a friend of yours." She didn't like the idea that Jack was calling for help. She'd called him once. Only because Gandal trusted him. It took her a while to trust him, but she had for both their sakes.

Jack received no answer, "Damn." He muttered as the man in clad black turned a corner and spotted them.