“So,” Naberius says, leaning forwards, his elbows on the table. He takes a bite of hamburger, before continuing with his mouth full. “What do these mercenaries want with Austin, of all people? And what would you have me do to them?” Walker leans heavily against the wall, looking out the large window next to the cramped booth. He hasn’t eaten since this morning, at the diner, but all the smell of fast food is doing for him is making his stomach churn. Maybe the painkillers are wearing off. It’s been a couple of hours since they left the apartment with Naberius - must have been three hours, actually, because this is the last possible rest stop before getting on the long stretch of desert road that will lead them back to Jenny and the two hitmen.
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“So,” Naberius says, leaning forwards, his elbows on the table. He takes a bite of hamburger, before continuing with his mouth full. “What do these mercenaries want with Austin, of all people? And what would you have me do to them?” Walker leans heavily against the wall, looking out the large window next to the cramped booth. He hasn’t eaten since this morning, at the diner, but all the smell of fast food is doing for him is making his stomach churn. Maybe the painkillers are wearing off. It’s been a couple of hours since they left the apartment with Naberius - must have been three hours, actually, because this is the last possible rest stop before getting on the long stretch of desert road that will lead them back to Jenny and the two hitmen.