[ Yeah, nothing says "guilt" like running away when some weirdo with a savior complex starts chasing you. To his credit, though, and mostly to maintain his cover seeing as he just came back from a shift at the casino, Nate nods in tacit agreement. Totally reasonable, yep, nasty stuff. Sounds good.
He's seen the runner on street corners, passing small packages to handlers elsewhere, but it's not his express responsibility to do anything more than report it and maintain a file for Riverside. They like to keep tabs on the competition. ]
Well fuck him, right? Guy coulda sold something to some kids.
[ He probably was, which doesn't sit well with Nate either. But he's also not doling out vigilante justice on a regular basis. He moves to crouch and assist in the endeavor. ]
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He's seen the runner on street corners, passing small packages to handlers elsewhere, but it's not his express responsibility to do anything more than report it and maintain a file for Riverside. They like to keep tabs on the competition. ]
Well fuck him, right? Guy coulda sold something to some kids.
[ He probably was, which doesn't sit well with Nate either. But he's also not doling out vigilante justice on a regular basis. He moves to crouch and assist in the endeavor. ]
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