Run Away, Scene 2 - Casey Flip, Johnathan Strak... Link

Strak stopped five feet away. The distance felt like a canyon. "And the buyer? You told them I was coming?"

"Run away, Casey," Strak whispered, almost tenderly. "Give me a reason to make this interesting. I’ll give you a ten-second head start." Run Away, Scene 2 - Casey Flip, Johnathan Strak...

Johnathan Strak emerged from the shadows of Lane 24. He didn't walk so much as glide, his heavy trench coat trailing like a funeral shroud. Strak was a man of cold precision and whispered rumors—a "fixer" who specialized in making people disappear, one way or another. Strak stopped five feet away

Strak tilted his head, a ghost of a smile playing on his thin lips. He reached into his inner pocket, but instead of a passport, he pulled out a silver lighter. He flicked it open, the flame dancing in his dark eyes. You told them I was coming