[ Royce is listening, waiting, trying to find the men so he can get rid of them before they even crawl out. He's found one, by the time Alfie speaks up, and he doesn't hesitate to slit the man's throat, dropping him down into the grass before moving to the next one.
Thing is, there's a lot of them. And the others are not stupid enough to go alone - they're in pairs, inching in. It happens fast.
A woman and a man come out from hiding, both holding guns. To the left and right of them, the other pairs come out - obviously not important enough to hold guns, but fairly armed with baseball bats and crowbars. The women aims her gun at Alfie, and the man aims his at Mercy. ]
I think you're a little outnumbered. [ The woman says. ] You're with the car we couldn't find last night, aren't you?
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Thing is, there's a lot of them. And the others are not stupid enough to go alone - they're in pairs, inching in. It happens fast.
A woman and a man come out from hiding, both holding guns. To the left and right of them, the other pairs come out - obviously not important enough to hold guns, but fairly armed with baseball bats and crowbars. The women aims her gun at Alfie, and the man aims his at Mercy. ]
I think you're a little outnumbered. [ The woman says. ] You're with the car we couldn't find last night, aren't you?