“Holed up on the far side of the Trainyard, with the dogs,” Lisa answered, “Not a bad spot. Better than the building Purity tore down. Don’t know why she was set up there instead of here.”
The Bitch works in mysterious ways.
I heard a voice on the other end that was probably Bitch’s, though I couldn’t make out the words.
“So. We meet?” Lisa asked.
Somewhere in the middle, maybe?
“We meet,” Brian replied. “I’m going to call Coil for a vehicle, and to ask him a few questions, hear for myself that he talked to Kaiser. However long it takes for the ride to get here, it should give me time to stitch Skitter up.”
I winced.
Sounds like a decent plan.
“Patch her up? Why?”
“Not relevant to the current situation. We’ll explain later,” he said.
Oh, yeah, I can imagine that would sound bad out of context – or rather, put into the other context due to lack of awareness of the original one.
Did that make sense? I think so.
“Later then. Take care of yourself, Skitter” Lisa hung up.
Brian held up the needle and thread, “Let me apologize in advance.”
Let me say ow in advance.
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