(It was a simple mistake. Damn.)
Devin was in the car still. He slept peacefully and quietly, tired due to so much work. Besides it seemed like the best time. He could wake up when he needed to... And If the coon that drove even tried something funny, he could take him. However it was the least thing in his mind as he rested himself.
Zaida sat on a building sipping tea. She had left the bar since it got packed... She tried blocking the voices as it only grew worse, her bloodlust. She bit her straw with frustration... Dammit I was doing so good... the veins in her eyes slightly visible, turning black.