These guys were soldiers. Coil’s, and now Tattletale’s.
Indeed.
Lisa pointed at one of the taller men, a blond guy with a long face. Not long in terms of being sad, but in terms of how genetics had put it together. “Minor. Team captain.”
Ah, alright, I guess Minor got his nickname for ironic reasons. And here I was about to say this was probably Jaw.
The next guy, darker haired, with unshaved scruff on his cheeks and chin, she identified as Senegal.
Which means either the grizzly guy or the small guy is Jaw, and the other is Brooks.
I’m gonna guess grizzly guy is Jaw, then. Unless the small guy is called that because he’s got a way with words to weigh up for his lack of intimidating size.
She smiled as she turned to the burly, overweight man. “Jaw. I’m still waiting to hear where he got the nickname.”
Heh, alright. 😛