"Don't seem much point to droppin him at all," Jack mutters, but it's low, and mostly to himself, and he takes up the rear with a glance back at the owner that slants around the room, takes in the hardened eyes of the people standing by, watching them go.
Family trouble. Ain't nothin too new, but it mighta been good to know before, considerin they coulda got jumped at any point, here in Contention, over a squabble Jack'd know nothing about.
Not that he'd have to, but a man likes to know why somebody's takin a swing at him, most days.
Still, he clumps out after William and Michael, sparing a last glance before he slides a cigarette out from behind his ear, lights it on the way out.
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Date: 2012-09-06 02:13 am (UTC)Family trouble. Ain't nothin too new, but it mighta been good to know before, considerin they coulda got jumped at any point, here in Contention, over a squabble Jack'd know nothing about.
Not that he'd have to, but a man likes to know why somebody's takin a swing at him, most days.
Still, he clumps out after William and Michael, sparing a last glance before he slides a cigarette out from behind his ear, lights it on the way out.