Vin nodded. “I know the area, but it’s been over a year since I was there.”
Davie frowned. “Maybe we should…”
“I said its fine and it is,” Vin replied tightly. “I’ll see you tonight.” With that, he left the cabin.
“I should have kept my mouth shut,” Davie said.
“He’s tense, just like you. He’ll get over it,” Maddox assured him. “You’ve already got a start on scruffy. Don’t go overboard on it. There’s a difference between not shaving every day because you can’t find a place to do it and looking like you’ve spent the last six months as a hermit.”
Davie ran a hand over his jaw, feeling light stubble, and nodded. “I wasn’t planning on looking like the guy in ‘Revenant’.”
Chuckling, Maddox said, “Do you have any questions?”
“Not that I can think of. We go in, memorize names and faces, then make the big escape and report in to Slade.” And hope to hell we canescape. Something he had no intention of saying to Maddox.