
Flynt lowered his visor some before eyeing the advertisement in hand, examining the description as he took a sip of his drink without a care in the world.
"Hm, in my city? Deplorable... He'll be dead by sunrise, if not, I guess I'll have to sniff him out myself..."
Taking another long sip, the Hyena kicks his feet onto his table, tearing out the warrant and tossing it nearby before licking his index finger and looking further into the newspaper once more...
"Hm, in my city? Deplorable... He'll be dead by sunrise, if not, I guess I'll have to sniff him out myself..."
Taking another long sip, the Hyena kicks his feet onto his table, tearing out the warrant and tossing it nearby before licking his index finger and looking further into the newspaper once more...