our sins are washed away
Saiden still was unfamiliar with the new layout of Rae's Fingers, so he got turned around more than a few times on his way to the drop off point. Worse, it was hot as balls in Longheat and the package he was carrying was heavy. So he was sweating buckets, even though he was dressed in a pair of short shorts and nothing else. Well, that plus a cutlass, because going unarmed in Torchline was just asking for trouble.
Finally he arrived where the contact was supposed to meet him. However, there was no sign of anyone else. Growling, he set the bag down. "Ludo's rags," he cursed, crossing his arms and tapping his foot. "They better be here soon."
Milo
Finally he arrived where the contact was supposed to meet him. However, there was no sign of anyone else. Growling, he set the bag down. "Ludo's rags," he cursed, crossing his arms and tapping his foot. "They better be here soon."
