“He said the meeting was 5:30 right?”

Adam took another look around, hoping to see the truck pull up.

“They told me 5:30, I swear to god”

Martin grabbed the backpack again and took a look at the device.

“Can’t believe they’re paying 70 grand for this piece of shit! Where did you find it again Adam?”

“We found it washed up on Strathemere beach. Must be rare for these guys to shell out that muc...

“I know this situation seems dire for you and you already made up your mind. I can see you wanna stick that piece of glass in my neck. Can you imagine the cleanup after though? I mean really think about it. That could take you days to clean. And the evidence? What then? Are you going to toss the glass and the bloody towels in the dumpster outside? Cops’l be knocking on your door before you forget...