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Both of the fathers pulled their kids in front of them in surprise. There was one with obvious gang tattoos in a white bro tank who looked at Nolan with a sneer. "You know why they fought?  They are trying to say that because that stupid kid is more sick that they get to go before my kid. I got a real emergency you see. I'm not playing games." He pulled out his blood encrusted dirty hand that had obviously been in some type of construction accident. He began to unwrap the bandage to show Nolan the cuts. Nolan shook his head as the man continued. "We can't be having you know refugee types take over from people who own this town. And the law stands because we got here first. He can't cut us off."

The other man held his son fast as he looked frightened of the opposite's tattoos. This man had on simpler rough clothing and a steel bracelet on his wrist. He put a hand out to his trembling wife's shoulder. "She was here first, very early in morning." He clarified slowly.