"I've looked for them. If they have them in the States, they're probably not common in Las Vegas."
A taxi went past, narrowly avoiding the man who was crossing the street. The horn sounded raucously as the driver leaned through her open window, screaming profanities. Rhys was still walking, not slow but not fast either. The breeze freshened, gained strength. Even from this distance, he could smell the guy, a combined stench of body odor and cigarettes. He stank that bad.
"Gimme your purse!"
He grabbed for Holly's pocketbook with one hand, reached into his jacket with the other. Probably a junkie looking for a fix. Rhys started to run. He didn't have to kill this one, just disable him. That meant he could use his hands.
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on 2013-10-16 07:13 am (UTC)A taxi went past, narrowly avoiding the man who was crossing the street. The horn sounded raucously as the driver leaned through her open window, screaming profanities. Rhys was still walking, not slow but not fast either. The breeze freshened, gained strength. Even from this distance, he could smell the guy, a combined stench of body odor and cigarettes. He stank that bad.
"Gimme your purse!"
He grabbed for Holly's pocketbook with one hand, reached into his jacket with the other. Probably a junkie looking for a fix. Rhys started to run. He didn't have to kill this one, just disable him. That meant he could use his hands.