"It's dark, Silo, how come you ain't stealin' cars?" Mal said.
"Too early."
"I'm gonna bust your ass, you know that?"
"I got lawyers."
"Gimme a beer.I'm off duty." Silo handed over a beer and Mal slugged it down. "Just left Rake's," he said, smacking his lips as if he hadn't had liquids in days. "Nothing's changed.Just waitin' for him to go."
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"Where you been hidin'?" Mal askedNeely .
"Nowhere."
"Don't lie. Nobody's seen you here in ten years, maybe longer."
"My parents retired to Florida. I had no reason to come back."
"This is where you grew up.It's home. Ain't that a reason?"
"Maybe for you."
"Maybe my ass.You got a lot of friends around here.Ain't right to run away."
"Drink another beer, Mal," Paul said.
Silo quickly passed another one down, and Mal grabbed it. After a minute, he said, "You got kids?"
"No."
"How's your knee?"