Music Recommendation: Come Home- The Newton Brothers
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Dawn was yet to break when two men stood in a quiet alley of a lowly town that many didn't come to walk or pass by. The sky was dark and starless, cold with the wind that tried to sneak into the narrow alley path.
"Why do you want one of them dead? And letting the rest go?" The man questioned, who wore a long brown coat and a hat. "What I don't get is, why even let them go, when they are of such use."
"You speak too much," Noah responded, his face holding no kindness or delicate appearance. Rather he looked like a ghost passing through the towns in search of something lost. "Don't forget what you are supposed to do. I don't want any mistakes in it."
