'I don't think djinns work that way anyway,' he stated. 'I've run into one before and that was something...well, something different. Just don't run into one...ain't fun or enjoyable. But realistically, your dream of being on the beach with Collin Farrel wouldn't happen. More like, what happened if someone didn't die. We're hunters, our lives are about the regret of the death of a lost one. Facing the facts.'
He gave a shrug at his thoughts. His djinn reality was the the what if his mother was alive. He hated hunting in all reality and truth of the term. He really wanted a normal life...a wife, kids...maybe a dog running around the yard with the kids. 'Nope, not just you or me...or Sam. The people here get pulled form all kinds of places. Some stranger than others it seems.'
Luck would have it, that he found some of his scammed credit cards. The fact the one he tried worked made it even better. He needed some other options considering that his credit cards would only last him so long.