Hadden and Silica:
After finally finishing up, dressing, covering hickeys, bite marks or scratches, you know, whatever, you head into town. The pick-up is at the general store, what was once a Dollar General. But the place is locked down, folks with guns outside, protecting whatever good's inside.
Silica, you know this place. this is where you grew up. You know those guards, too. Hell, as a kid, you played with the younger one, Jax. He'll probably recognize you any minute now. What was your relationship with him like... you know, as little kids.
Hadden, why haven't you been across the lake in so long? What is it about this place that makes doing business so dangerous?