Starglow Basin el espíritu verde

Hound’s still as ever. A cobra with his hood flared. Learned that bit from Soto.

“La desesperación te debilita, Thiago. Los jefes te oyen cantar así y te harán comer tus propios testículos en la cena."

Ignores the question.
Answer was obvious.

What wasn’t obvious was if the dog would lead him to their operation.
They needed runners, not addicts.
Wasn’t the dog’s decision to make. But Thiago was looking like a liability.

A spit. A grunt, then:
“¿Donde esta Carlos?”