After throwing a bottle of Advil at Sam to shut him up James goes to the bar, stepping over the body Flynn who is still passed out there "Beer" "Coming up" James goes back to his chair and sits down, now that he is alone once more he lets his mind wander to the future events of tonight once more I wonder how much security there will be... he thought to himself as he took a long swig of his beer, he then removed the machete from its sheath and placed it on the table and began to polish it up after its use today.
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