Flynn Knight chuckled mischievously, "Stuck in the car for an hour, damn near suffocated."
"Well, that must have been tough for you. Why didn't you just take care of it on the spot?" Jace Pierce sneered.
Flynn teased back, "You speak so easily, got experience?"
Aurora Blaine listened to the chat between these two notorious figures from Solara, utterly astounded.
Ordinary folks, not worthy of joining in.
After their noisy banter, Jace tossed a cigarette to Flynn, who pulled out his lighter and lit both of their cigarettes together, a sign of camaraderie between men.
Jace looked over with the cigarette still in his mouth at Maverick Knight, "Want one?"
He knew Maverick was unlike him and Flynn, not addicted to smoking, only taking it up when something was weighing on his mind.
Maverick frowned, keeping it brief, "Put it out."
Jace glanced at the two women nearby, acknowledging that subjecting them to secondhand smoke was indeed improper.
