Sep 19, 2012 20:13
It takes an extra few seconds for his mind to catch up, and recall why her face looks so familiar. There have been so many cons, and so many miles and miles of life between them. But he knows her; she's been in his dreams sometimes. She's one of the few that he walked away from, one of the few he just couldn't con.
And now, beyond all reason and comprehension, she's in the middle of the jungle on this damn island with him. And she's telling him he needs to hide in the woods, but none of this makes any sense, and he's too damn stubborn to just go quietly.
"Why don't you tell me what the hell you're doin' here and I might think about listenin to ya."