hittcr:
        ânever heard of him.â but he didnât like the way he was being looked at. eliot hunched over his beer a little bit more protectively. ââf youâre lookinâ for somebody to do the heavy liftinâ, âm afraid âm currently employed.â nobody comes to him with his name if they donât want something. usually.
â Weird. Youâve got the same face. Heâs a little more clean cut than you but if he let his hair grow for a while youâd basically be twins. â He shakes his head, perching on the edge of the bar. â Oh I know. Trust me Iâve got my own heavy lifter. Big blonde lady, used to work for the military. You guysâd get along great. No, Iâm Ezekiel. Ezekiel Jones. Nate called me, said something about needing a thief while yours was injured. â













