As the dust began to settle after the O’Driscoll gang attacked the camp, you dragged the last body to the river, dumping it in to feed the alligators.

You took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from your brow before realising that you weren’t alone by the bank of the river.

As you glanced to your left you saw Sadie sat on a rock and smoking a cigarette. Her yellow shirt and black trousers were caked in blood, as were her neck and cheeks. She seemed lost in thought, even as you got closer.

“Oh hey…”

She mumbled with a half smile.