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Ignacio "Nacho" Varga ([personal profile] mijo) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2022-02-05 07:51 pm (UTC)

screw it imma just break the time-space continuum

[ This is the end of the line, Nacho knows. Heading back to Albuquerque probably means he's as good as dead, but he can't just abandon his father. It's optimistic thinking in the first place -- there's a good chance that the Salamancas have beaten him there and killed Manuel already -- and odds are he'll just get the same speech about turning himself in, but he has to try one last time to get his father to run with him.

That's a tomorrow problem, though. Right now he's actually feeling shaky he's so hungry, and this Denny's was just across the road from where the trucker he'd hitched a ride up from Las Cruces with had dropped him off. He can't risk going home anyway, might as well kill time here.

Except when he enters the restaurant and glances around, he spots someone he recognizes. The scrawny guy huddled up in the corner booth. Nacho doesn't know his name offhand, but thinks he used to be a regular at Tuco's parties. One of Domingo's friends, right? Hmm. It's just not worth the risk being in the same space. Hungry or not he's about to turn and slip back into the night when the lone server working calls out to him "Just a minute, hon!" and the scrawny guy looks up to see who's come in.

Their eyes meet. There's recognition there.

Shit. ]

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