Blacker took the boy to his area, he didn't even dare to look at his face, when he left him in Fang's hands his farewell was just a simple "Good luck, Mouse" Blacker was consumed by shame.
Fang put him back in an empty garbage can to reintroduce him into the sewers, he should have returned weeks ago, and although Blacker had made sure that no one would cause any problems it was better to be discreet.
"Well, here you are again, you really put on a nice show at the Hurricane, but you really look like shit..."
"I only have to hold on for a month..."
"I'm sure you'll manage, but if you'll allow me some advice, don't tell anyone about the Hurricane, it's better that they think you've been in another sector all this time, as you are, the dumbest brute can knock you out with a breath, they won't hesitate to blackmail you if they know you've made money..."
"I think the best thing would be to hide, but with this leg..."
