Bertholdt stared down at Connie, watching his facial expression and listening to him intently explain his plan. He couldn’t deny much of what he said, but despite that, there was still the issue of morality.
“Well, I really do not mind helping, Connie, but do you think we will get caught?” Bertholdt couldn’t help but think of a plan of sorts for his friend. After all, food was involved. Plus, he could help him. “If I go and get it, will you keep watch for others coming? Perhaps we should have a signal, just in case.“
That was a great idea. "Yeah, sure! I can stand at the door or somethin’…” But what was a good signal word? Or even just a signal sound? Connie was mostly focusing on the idea of beef jerky–he hadn’t had beef jerky in years.
“I guess I could like–whistle? Or maybe I whistle as long as we’re all clear, an’ if I stop, that mean’s somethin’s wrong?"
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That was a great idea. "Yeah, sure! I can stand at the door or somethin’…” But what was a good signal word? Or even just...
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Bertholdt stared down at Connie, watching his facial expression and listening to him intently explain his plan. He...