[Parker was too upset even to respond to being called Cathy, though it would be stowed up for later. For right now she just kept staring at the place where her heart should be. When Denise said it was pretty twisted, Parker snorted, but she pulled the worn shirt closer around her.]

Ya fucking think? Jarod left it for me at the cemetery after my fucking fiancée was murdered by the Centre, and then they killed three innocent people to fucking cover it up.