"Good." Simple. To the point. "Look forward to working with you."
A beat.
"You've got my contact. If I need to get in touch, should I use the same number?"
"Good." Simple. To the point. "Look forward to working with you."
A beat.
"You've got my contact. If I need to get in touch, should I use the same number?"
"Nah, the city is small enough. We'll meet again", he says, "I'll contact you once preparations are over"
"That works. Talk soon."
Night is coming on. Streetlights flicker to life with an audible tick tick. As if that's his cue, Rails diverges from the path he and Winter have been following. Crosses the street at an unhurried pace. Disappears into the shadows beneath I-80.
It seems this meeting of Sacramento's Guardians has been adjourned.
Thanks for the fun! Looking forward to these two working together.
He spends the next few minutes smoking one, enjoying the breeze and the quiet of the setting winter. "Yeah", he says between his teeth, "yeah", before disappearing into the night.