Re: Warning: Violence
Blinded by sight that wasn't his, Hunter stumbled out of the grocery store, dropping whatever he had in his hand, not even hearing the manager shouting at him and threatening the cops--as if anyone wanted the attention of the cops in this neighborhood. He couldn't see his truck, but he wanted to hide somewhere, somewhere safe, and a familiar sharp bark (what, Lassie?) brought him in the right direction. Sure he still heard the ping of something after him and the pain in the back of his head, Hunter slammed into the side of his truck and dropped onto the hot pavement.