[ Lalo's eyes open with interest at this message. Lalo remembers this callsign. He tried to contact this callsign. They ignored him.
He squints thoughtfully. Glances at Cohle next to him. The shrieking winds are relegated to the back of his mind as he zeroes in on who this person might be, what they might want.
They're asking about the cabin. The cabin. His cabin.
Why? Is this a tourist, like himself and the detective? One of the Glencolans? Someone else?
no subject
He squints thoughtfully. Glances at Cohle next to him. The shrieking winds are relegated to the back of his mind as he zeroes in on who this person might be, what they might want.
They're asking about the cabin. The cabin. His cabin.
Why? Is this a tourist, like himself and the detective? One of the Glencolans? Someone else?
Only one way to find out. ]
Depends who's asking.