"Nice gun," Eliot said staring at the Colt in the other man's hands. He rolled his eyes knowing he could have gotten the job done without touching a firearm, but John had beat him to it.
"Nice black guy," John said rolling his eyes, "What are you doing here anyways?"
"Retrieving stolen goods," Elliot said holding up the book he'd been told to get.
"Holy shit. Those were vampi-Vicious men how did you get it back?" John demanded trying to take the book from him. Elliot reached his hand away.
"I'm good at what I do. Now who the hell are you?" Elliot demanded annoyed that someone had tried to take what he'd worked so hard to get.
"Winchester. I commissioned you. Long with some guy named Bobby. He's the one you talked to. I came though didn't think you'd be able to actually do the job."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence. Well, here's your book. Tell Bobby to wire the second half to the money," Elliot said staring to walk off.
"Hey," John said shrugging, "Wanna join me for a drink?"
Elliot turned back than shrugged. "Sure, why the hell not?"
"Nice black guy," John said rolling his eyes, "What are you doing here anyways?"
"Retrieving stolen goods," Elliot said holding up the book he'd been told to get.
"Holy shit. Those were vampi-Vicious men how did you get it back?" John demanded trying to take the book from him. Elliot reached his hand away.
"I'm good at what I do. Now who the hell are you?" Elliot demanded annoyed that someone had tried to take what he'd worked so hard to get.
"Winchester. I commissioned you. Long with some guy named Bobby. He's the one you talked to. I came though didn't think you'd be able to actually do the job."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence. Well, here's your book. Tell Bobby to wire the second half to the money," Elliot said staring to walk off.
"Hey," John said shrugging, "Wanna join me for a drink?"
Elliot turned back than shrugged. "Sure, why the hell not?"
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*grins* Whoops. Almost slipped, John, huh? Niiice!!
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