Marito. The same fight they'd been having since Nicky had first announced that he was going to try to do some good for their wayward Booker. The same pain in Joe's eyes.
Nicky's jaw set in a hard line to keep himself from wincing.
Once Nicky's bag was packed and his sniper rifle was secured in it's own bag, he set about making travel arrangements to get them to the country that Booker was being held in. He wasn't skilled enough to find blueprints of the building, but even he could manage to get a google satellite overhead view.
He changed the timeframe on Joe's 'come save us' note to account for travel time, then slung both his bags over his shoulder and hefted up the hard case that held both Joe's scimitar and his own longsword.
The flight there wasn't particularly long, but it gave them some time to study the maps that Nicky had found and come up with a plan, as rudimentary as it used to be before the internet and Booker's quick adaptation to it. It was almost thrilling to be working a job like this again. More variables, less hard set information. It required thinking and skill and Nicky's anger burned quietly in his stomach.
Getting to the address wasn't particularly difficult. Getting set up in a nest was surprisingly easy. There were no guards, no cameras, nothing. It set his nerves on edge and he was quick to set up his rifle and lay out flat so he could get eyes through the windows.
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Nicky's jaw set in a hard line to keep himself from wincing.
Once Nicky's bag was packed and his sniper rifle was secured in it's own bag, he set about making travel arrangements to get them to the country that Booker was being held in. He wasn't skilled enough to find blueprints of the building, but even he could manage to get a google satellite overhead view.
He changed the timeframe on Joe's 'come save us' note to account for travel time, then slung both his bags over his shoulder and hefted up the hard case that held both Joe's scimitar and his own longsword.
The flight there wasn't particularly long, but it gave them some time to study the maps that Nicky had found and come up with a plan, as rudimentary as it used to be before the internet and Booker's quick adaptation to it. It was almost thrilling to be working a job like this again. More variables, less hard set information. It required thinking and skill and Nicky's anger burned quietly in his stomach.
Getting to the address wasn't particularly difficult. Getting set up in a nest was surprisingly easy. There were no guards, no cameras, nothing. It set his nerves on edge and he was quick to set up his rifle and lay out flat so he could get eyes through the windows.
"Holy Mother of God....Quyhn?!"