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Jack Roller 
Jack was only vaguely aware that someone nearby was talking about him. He continued his apparent people watching until one of the three chattering about him held out a hand. He eyed it for a moment, then leaned down and picked up his overnight bag. He slung it over his shoulder while reaching into it. A moment later a few papers, passports, and what might have been an identification card, was handed over to the man who was holding his hand out.
His cold and bony fingers strangled the documents being offered and, once in his possession, were methodically looked over. His new identity into the indefinite future and once the mission was complete would serve as his ticket to freedom as well. All he needed now was a flask.
Giving Jack an piercing look, his eyes once again hungrily glancing towards the man's neck, he withdrew and turned to look at the other two with a firm nod. Which was apparently all the reassurance the others required as they too approached the delivery boy for their share.