Marcus was growing impatience. "Fucker." he mumbled to himself. He brought the baseball bat to his side and gripped it. "Lower your damn weapon, and I will put mine down. If you do that, I will tell you anything.." He growled. The last thing anyone needed was a rifle firing off and those
things come running. Marcus felt Sarah pull the cat out of his pack and didn't argue. "Don't lose her Sarah!"
Marcus focused back at the young male and sighed. He was worried the young male would be stupid about things. "I don't mean harm, it's the last thing I want to do. Like I said, you lower your rifle, I will put my bat down and we can talk about this man to man." he said, raising one hand up to show he was being serious.
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