Graffiti maua, ua 5

Chapter 5: 100 Proof Attitude

"That's right, Colonel. This town called..." Havoc had ran back to the  phone booth, fumbling his fingers across the phone keys. He turned himself around in the cramped booth almost as if to tafuta for an answer. 
"I think it's called Mercy. A siku away from Holt. He was with some blonde girl." mustang tapped his sharp chin with a gloved finger. 
"Was it his mechanic?" Havoc shook his head; as if Roy could hear it on the other end of the phone line.
"No. She looked way different. They headed East out of the town." Mustang's blood coursed through...