"Not in the plan." He agreed. They were just here long enough to grab a bite and fill up the tank before it was off to New York. In a town that big, they could lie low for months. ...Provided they made it that far.
"Heard Mick was going out to Arizona." Cold said, nodding as the hostess brought water for each of them and went off to find a server. "Said he was going to sunbathe naked in the desert in August." Len couldn't help but smirk. Mick was as bat shit insane as they came, a pyromaniac of the first order, but there was nothing saying that he didn't know how to enjoy his impromptu vacation.