”Ask her,” Boom-Boom pointed to the meek girl with an iced coffee bigger than her head, tapping away at the keyboard of a black laptop.
Ray held the gunmetal grey laptop up in front of Boom-Boom’s face and pointed at the power cord port, “Wrong company.”
“How’m I supposed to know?”
Even though Ray had forced both of them into the coffee shop bathroom to clean up a bit, they were still a sorry sight. There was a crust of blood under Ray’s hairline where the laptop met his face and Boom-Boom hadn’t gotten all the snot out of his stubble. Dust covered both of them from their tussle on the side of the desert highway. To make matters worse, if they managed to find power for the dented device they were carrying around, the thing could boot up to some grotesque sounds and images that would dra
