Emotions were swirling around in Carlos’ head and through his body. He felt like crying. Unless he was already crying? Yeah, he was crying. He was in shock.
Some drifter had arrived in town and he seemed to think Carlos would have been an easy mugging. Well, he would have been… had Carlos not been set to meet up with Hancock to go get something to eat.
Carlos wasn’t quite sure what happened to the drifter after Hancock and a nearby Neighborhood Watchwoman had come up, but he just clung to the ghoul’s jacket and held on tight. He was in shock. He was shaking. He just wanted to go home.