The stars above you tell you that it will be a night with clear skies, which will make your patrol shift in Jackson so much easier.

You check your watch and start to move towards the meeting point, just on the gate. That's when you see your patrolling partner for the night.

"Where's Kate?" You ask, looking at the man in front of you.

The man crossedhis arms, the shotgun sitting between his hands. "Not comin'. You're with me tonight." His voice is flat, dripping with a Texan accent.