#convoval

Jason held two beers in his hand as he slipped onto the bar stool next to Val. It had been a good run for the Rebels but Jason had no intention to stop now. The guilt faded if you moved fast enough. He placed the beer in front of her his hands sticking to sides for a moment as he pulled away. There was a knowing smiling on his face. Jason had a job for her, one he knew Val was more than capable of, one that the wolves were sure to take personally. 

“You ready for this party Valentina?” He started to speak casually, figuring the conversation would naturally flow to what he was thinking about. “Sounds like just the thing this town needs after the opening ended in such tragedy.”