When Max said the two of them, he meant himself and Jay. Before slipping out of school, they'd both stopped by their lockers to grab their hoodie jackets.
Max had planned ahead, for exactly this kind of situation. The jackets had Billion Bloodline scrawled across the back, with a bold logo: a blood drop fused with a dollar sign. Hard to miss.
They were thin and light, easy to move in. The hoods weren't perfect disguises, but if needed, they could at least cover their heads.
Now they were walking side by side, heading down the street toward Clapton Street.
Getting out of school had been a breeze. Max had even texted the principal, just a quick message to make sure they'd still be marked present in the system.
"Why didn't you want to bring Joe with us?" Jay asked.
"Because I need people I can count on," Max said. "Joe's getting better, but he's not strong enough yet. I've got a good sense of your strength."
