Grace has a real strong suspicion regarding this guy's identity.
Keeping her eyes on him (not a hardship, it turns out), she tugs the hood of her poncho back up and slides out of the car. The moment her boots hit pavement, she casually tucks up the poncho so her gun is exposed.
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28/5/16 03:25 (UTC)Keeping her eyes on him (not a hardship, it turns out), she tugs the hood of her poncho back up and slides out of the car. The moment her boots hit pavement, she casually tucks up the poncho so her gun is exposed.
"Way I hear it, that's what he's best at."