"Salt, stop thinking about it before I get a migraine. Now, what point did we reset back to..."
I check my holster to see if I still have my homemade pound coin-gun again.
God, time shit is confusing.
I turn back when I realise Salt isn't following me.
"If my plan goes well, we won't need to search. All we need to do is kidnap the auctioneer. No torture or anything like that. Just ask him where it is. So, I'm renting a van."
"Violently dissuading Trilby is like number three on the list of things I want to do before dying. Just...don't ask or guess or think about what the other two are."
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