"It's gotta be here! I ain't leavin without it, man.

"BA, c'mon. Decker's going to be on our tail any second." Hannibal frowned at BA, who was tearing the sheets off the bed, shaking them. "BA, one little chain isn't worth twenty years in Leavenworth!"

"No, Hannibal. It's here. Just gimme a hand and we'll find it."

He didn't look up as Face and Murdock came hurrying in. Face looked nervous.

"What's going on? Decker's - "

"BA lost one of his damn chains. Give us a hand or we'll never get out of here."

It took several long minutes before Murdock straightened triumphantly, small gold chain dangling from his fingers. BA grabbed it, pulling it gently over his head as the sirens could be heard in the distance. He ignored the others' mutterings as they peeled out of the parking lot.

One hand crept up, grasping his mama's locket.