It was Julia’s muffled crying against my shoulder that made up my mind for me. If I was going to save us I had to go back to my old life. It had been a long time since I left, but some lessons became more instinct than memory. I knew I was not as good as I had once been, but the real question was whether or not I was good enough for right now. There were a few tricks up my sleeve even Albert did not know about, but I, we, had to get uptown to stand a chance.