Brad, Lane and Open - Stools
“They say what happens here stays, so I can believe that.” At least in Vegas proper. The smaller towns, perhaps, not so much. Every place had their secrets. Nevada had blood in its ledger like every other place on the map, he’d just grown to favor this town because Suds had been in it for a while. Until they picked up and moved the operation some place else, that was.
He did chuckle a bit at the comment. The bit of back and forth was good, but then he didn’t really engage much in conversation that wasn’t intended to make the target anything but irritable and angry. “Anyone could, I guess. In the right circumstance.”