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Chapter 23: Negotiation

Chuck:

"I'm Tristan," the old guy says. He nudges his head toward the woman with long black hair. "This is Rebecca. The girl you cuffed is named Bailey."

I look at the kid with brown hair as she still struggles to break the handcuff.

"We came here looking for Lincoln," the old guy goes on, "We were hoping he could help us with something."

"Help you with what exactly," I ask.

"Help us in getting a car," the kid answers.

I couldn't help but laugh the second I hear that.

"No seriously," I say while laughing. "Why the hell are you people here?"

"We're serious," the woman says, "We need a car."

"That's not funny a second time," I say. "Besides, even if I did have a car, which I don't by the way, why, oh why, in this god-abandoned world would I just hand it over to you three?"

"Because if you don't," the old guy says, "You'll be the one with the opened head."

He looks toward the gun still in my hand.

"Go nuts," I say, letting go of the gun. "Blow my head off. I've already used two of my big
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