Bright eyes fading

[Abram Dabra]

He didn't even break stride as the man followed after him, asking for his help. But he was listening now. Now the man was speaking his language. Business. But he wondered if the man could keep speaking his language.

"What's the job?"

That would determine on how interested he was, though of course the pay would be the trump card. But first he wanted to hear what the guy wanted.

[Foxx]

"You see those kids over there?"

The man said pointing toward the two children he had fed earlier.

"Well a couple of months ago, their mother was taken by some slavers..not sure who, but I've been tracked them down to a old drugstore off of what remains of Irvine."

[Abram Dabra]

"Hmmm."

He frowned, but kept walking. His little venture in to Barker territory was pretty recent. And that place was a hellhole. The freaks in there were just mind blowing. And the mass grave he had been digging around in. It was almost enough to send shivers down his spine. Almost.

"That's pretty deep in the Red Zone controlled by Sean Barker you know that right? She might already be dead."

He was offering him an easy out. Write her off as dead and forget about her. Let the kids die or survive on their own.

[Foxx]

"Well if your scared...I guess you don't want a thousand dollars..."

The man reached inside his front pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes.He knew of the horrors that lay in wait in the red zone, and to be honest there was a piece of him that actually liked the chaos he saw. It made him feel at home in a twisted way, but the voice led him away from that place and brought him here.

"Its cool...no judgement here kid...I'll just find another guy..and the mom has quite the rack from what I remember..."

[Abram Dabra]

Ok that got his attention and he stiffened up in more ways than one at the mention of a thousand dollars AND rescuing a woman with a nice pair of hooters! His neck turned around to face the man as he finally stopped walking. His eyes narrowing as he licked his lips over and over again. He hoped she was a red head. With Green eyes. And so grateful to be saved that she will insist on repaying him herself! But she has no money, but that's ok! He will be more than happy to protect her from those evil men as he massages her milk missiles!

"One thousand dollars?"

He giggled. That was a good chunk of change too!

"Alright. I'm in. What's the time frame? Because if we can wait a few days I'm almost done modifying some gear that might help."

Thanks to his latest score at the junk yard!

[Foxx]

"I got back from there yesterday..So sunrise tomorrow would be the best."

The man lit his cigarette and inhaled the cancerous smoke. He glanced over toward the kids huddled by the fire, and he could not think of his own childhood and how it was robbed from him.

[Abram Dabra]

"Alright, will be there shortly before dawn. Do I need to watch your hair ass too? Or am I going in alone?"

It would drastically impact his tactics. So he needed to know this. And exactly what the job entailed.

"And if she is dead already by the time I get there what shall I bring back as proof of death?"

[Foxx]

"Oh...I'm going with you kid. The only way i can make sure the job gets done."

The man said as ran his hand through his hair. It was not he didn't trust the kidit was something he just had to see.

[Abram Dabra]

He was a little offended at that! Not that he wanted to come, but that it was the only way to see that the job got done. Total lack of faith!

"I assure you that I'm a professional. But alright, follow me and we can fill out the paperwork."