[ There's another long, long pause. Anger bubbles up in his chest, though he can't quite place the source of it. It makes no difference what happens now. Whether or not Junior gets caught is of no consequence—Elias has a plan, as he always does, and for once that plan does include others.
And yet, somewhere friendlier. There's a thousand things to hate about this, but he takes the callback personally. Perhaps it's for the best that they're not speaking face to face, frustrating though it is. ]
Giving into a rabid dog's manipulation doesn't strike me as any more respectable than killing for a country you hate. Suit yourself, then.
[ The cigarette case slides across the table, its lid popping open repeatedly to punt a line of chess pieces onto the floor. He thought he was done with such childish displays, but sometimes, needs must. ]
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And yet, somewhere friendlier. There's a thousand things to hate about this, but he takes the callback personally. Perhaps it's for the best that they're not speaking face to face, frustrating though it is. ]
Giving into a rabid dog's manipulation doesn't strike me as any more respectable than killing for a country you hate. Suit yourself, then.
[ The cigarette case slides across the table, its lid popping open repeatedly to punt a line of chess pieces onto the floor. He thought he was done with such childish displays, but sometimes, needs must. ]