At the end of the tunnel, you could already hear the crowd. It was like a massive roar, a sound that rose and fell, like a giant breathing.
Nash stopped dead.
Roam stopped facing him, a few meters away. For a moment, no one moved. It was incredibly heavy.
The Dust Dogs were there, and they were staring at Nash. Like, they were really looking him up and down, as if they were seeing a ghost.
It was still crazy because less than a year ago, they all used to call him "the shrimp." We're talking about the same guy, the same guy they had kicked out of the group because he "was useless" for some, or because he "talked too much for nothing" for others, or even because he "was casting too much of a shadow" for the one who knew.
Basically, Nash was too present, and it was starting to piss them off. Especially since, without even trying, he managed to make Roam look like an amateur. And that was the kind of thing Roam couldn't stand.
