Chapter 43: LYON

"Cyrus my man you ready to go?"

We found Cyrus in the hotel room we'd rented for him with his few meager belongings all packed up and ready to go. I like the spark of excitement I saw in the old guy's eyes as we gave him the keys to the rental we got him to follow us home in.

"I haven't handled a vehicle in years son." He played with the keys in his hand.

"It'll come back to you and if you feel nervous one of the guys will be more than happy to take the wheel no problem."

"No-no, I don't want to put you out anymore than I already have you're already doing so much for me as it is." He looked like he was about to cry.

"Cyrus buddy, cut that shit out yeah. What I'm doing, what we're doing we're doing because it's the human thing to do you get me. There's no need to feel beholden, look at it this way, if you believe in what goes around comes around, then somebody upstairs must've put in a good word for you for what you did for your wife. Consider this a debt paid, now let's go, my guy