Jack nods slowly and shifts on the couch, going from sack of potatoes to ready-to-stand. He's already shed most of his stuff onto it, but he straps his guns back on fast enough, and the wrench has never left his belt.
"I'll come back soon," he says, which is all the preamble Sinclair's really going to get before Jack heads off to the door. He may be having brain problems but he's not accustomed to procrastination.
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"I'll come back soon," he says, which is all the preamble Sinclair's really going to get before Jack heads off to the door. He may be having brain problems but he's not accustomed to procrastination.