Alex stepped out of the car as he stretch his long legs and ducked under the lip of the door. Picking himself up, he took a look around, finally setting eye's on the driver he didn't catch the name of. After a second, the man opened the trunk up and stepped back.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Is the guy back there alive?</span>Alex wondered.<span style="font-style: italic">Well... he should be, when they threw him him the trunk he didn't exaclt have any blood. So unless he was poisoned...</span>His mind started to wonder and instead of trying to think on the matter too hard decided to take a look.<br/><br/>A few steps around the car, and Alex noticed as the man in the trunk was just sitting there. then his eye's started to lull and the man seemed content just laying there. Seeing a few bags in the back seat, Alex pieced together that this was indeed a drug run (or was supposed to be) and that things were about as close to what they seemed. The guys he came with could have killed the man in the trunk, but they didn't.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">But why?..</span>he asked himself.<span style="font-style: italic">Putting him in the trunk is evidence that he came against his will... but being a drug run they wouldn't want anything extra as luggage, it's too risky. So In theory, he must have been a last choice pick up. Did they just compulsively take him to cover their ass? It WOULD make the most sense with the way things are...</span><br/><br/>Shaking off the thoughts in his head, Alex leaned against the car and just decided to let things play out.