Alex smiles at the kid, in full agreement. "It's a waste of money, to be sure. There's better ways of spending your caps.

"And he did," Alex goes on. "Everything there had three layers." He holds up the hand on Neil's chest, raising fingers as he speaks points. "An eccentric, amazingly high-end and high-tech, prestigious casino." Two fingers. "A secret safe place for those on the owner's invite list: A select high class group to survive the end of the world. For both of the layers, the people involved were satisfied, and the man could move as he honestly wanted.

"Because Sinclair," Alex says. "He had a true reason for everything. Each and every aspect. He loved someone," he says. "He wanted to save her. To protect her. To have a world of just the two of them. He loved her. And he could not let her go."