Harry recoils a step or two as the car starts smoking, points his staff toward the car and murmurs, "Ventas servitas." A breeze kicks up - not strong, by Harry's standards, but enough to disperse any smoke that made it out of the car before Givens slammed it shut. Whatever that is, they probably don't want to be breathing any more of it than they have to.
"Do me a favor and check the Beetle," he asks Mouse quietly. The dog snorts and trots down the street to do just that, while Harry closes the distance to the other two, tense and still half-expecting something to explode the second he relaxes.
"We shouldn't hang around here. Any of us." People know they can find Harry here - after all, that's how Givens tracked him here. Obviously someone wants Givens here, or they wouldn't have bothered luring him up here from Kentucky... and now Harry and Givens are in the same place, just standing on the street next to a smoking car. Harry can think of worse ideas than just staying here and waiting to see what happens, but not many.
Mouse barks once, and wags his tail when Harry glances over. His car's fine. Harry turns back to Raylan and Lia. "Want a ride?"
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"Do me a favor and check the Beetle," he asks Mouse quietly. The dog snorts and trots down the street to do just that, while Harry closes the distance to the other two, tense and still half-expecting something to explode the second he relaxes.
"We shouldn't hang around here. Any of us." People know they can find Harry here - after all, that's how Givens tracked him here. Obviously someone wants Givens here, or they wouldn't have bothered luring him up here from Kentucky... and now Harry and Givens are in the same place, just standing on the street next to a smoking car. Harry can think of worse ideas than just staying here and waiting to see what happens, but not many.
Mouse barks once, and wags his tail when Harry glances over. His car's fine. Harry turns back to Raylan and Lia. "Want a ride?"