Reno had to shut his eyes for a moment, and draw in a deep breath, and get his head around the fact that he was saying this to a seven-year-old. His seven-year-old. Who he was sending back to ... to hell, dammit.

He was sending his kid back to hell with a wish and a prayer and strict instructions not to get caught by the devil on the way out.

"We're not sendin' you in unarmed, Rede. If anyone gets too close and tries to stop you, you stop 'em first." He mimed a gun with one finger. Bang. "You don't get a second chance if you don't. Understand?"