Zack allowed the touch, a slight smile on his beak as relief set in a tad, likely felt in his tense shoulders. He had a good poker face, but even this was cracking away at it, “The total is a lot… but if you can spare 3,000 we’ll be well on the way. I’ve got some money of my own I’m adding to the pot, going to a friend of hers and I.M.P too.” the bird explained, “I’ll… likely be out of business after this, once my handler catches wind I’m getting involved. You know the trade, can’t have conflict of interest in the biz. But should be able to find other work and we’ll both pay back everything.”
He was honest, his job never required lying.
“Soon as we pay we’ll get given a pick up location, that’s where we’ll find Clem. She’s… not going to be in a good state when we get to her though.” Zack forewarned, eyes glancing to the box in Gritt’s grip, “But she’ll be alive long as we’re quick.”
➦ ❛ - dunno how well this’ll help, but we went ova’board. - ❜
one little whisper fest with charlie later, && two wads of hundreds were offered forward. five thousand each, maybe to chip in towards clem’s treatment if all they needed was three thousand. politely he’s giving them to zack, lower hands gripping those wrists taut to drag him close while he can.
❛ - so long as every dime gets t’wards her safety && not anotha’ drop ‘a dust in that sludge-fuck’s guts, then you’ve got our woi’d we don’t care abou’ payback. - ❜
❛ - get her home safe, ‘r i’ll DROP ONE on ya skull. - ❜
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