[ONE-SHOT] [Nellis] Not now, Ellis...Was this over before it ever began?
Nick could still remember his first meeting with Ellis, the mechanic from Savannah. He was a hick, a Southern guy who speaks with an annoying accent, and had probably never touched any poker die in his life. He would also put his bet on Ellis picking a goddamn car or a horse over a lady anytime.
As for Nick himself, he was a conman, somebody who cheats and gambles for a living. In his world, cars are for stealing and escaping, not for repairing and loving. In his world, horses are for eating. In his world, ladies are lovely, as long as they don't start picking money off your pockets.
In his world, the variable named Ellis will never play any part in it.
Not now, and never will anymore.
Nick stared at the body on the ground. It was still shivering slightly, whether if it's from the pricking cold night wind or from the spasm it was experiencing, Nick doesn't know, and doesn't care.
All he cared for was the soul residing in the body. The soul who