"He was that kinda person who had the world tear them down to pieces and decided that what he needed to do about that was tear everyone else down, too. He'd made up his mind about how to 'fix' Gallery and God help anyone who tried to get in his way. He'd've killed me the very same night he told me he wished he'd met me sooner, if Bastrop hadn't got there in time."

She does think about that, sometimes. Less so now than she did in the immediate aftermath, but sometimes. If Bastrop had been delayed, if Cragen had felt even a little less twisted affection for her... would she even be here?

"But he's dead, now. And a whole universe away besides. And the look on his mug when you got him is gonna carry me through for a while."