Faceless

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Whether she meant for him to know or not, McCree learns that the hacker is more than a shadow.

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One of the best damn things about Mexico for McCree, aside from not feeling so entirely out of place when he wore his hat, boots, and serape, was how warm it stayed. Even nearing winter, most of the country remained a comfortable temperature, something a more heat-suited man like him could appreciate. 

Today, the surprising amount of people walking the streets added to that warmth. Halloween just passed and he saw more than a few skeletons and skulls decorating pottery, jewelry, and food on vendors’ tables but all the vibrant colors and flowers didn’t really shout ‘spooky’ to him. He’d only been in Mexico a few times prior to the previous year, so he knew maybe he’d ought to have known more about what was going on but couldn’t seem to recall. 

As he walked down the main plaza and continued on to a side street that would lead him to his destination, McCree bumped into the person he’d been on his way to visit. 

“Oh, it’s you.” 

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