"Hey, Rick!" Hector fastened his pace, trying to catch up with his leader, who was walking hastily forward with resolute eyes.
Rick, though, didn't seem to hear Hector, or just ignored him. He wasn't willing to look at him at all, not when he was feeling so guilty with himself for what he would need to do.
'I have a plan on my mind... but it isn't something good at all...', he was gritting his teeth not to snap out of frustration. 'I never thought that I would need to involve with such a shitty thing like the black market of this place, but I have no choice.'
Rick was too immersed in his thoughts to look at his comrade. His calls weren't reaching him at all. Instead, Rick was allowing himself to sink more and more on that dark path that he was seeing in front of him.
