laid-back · mechanic · missing arm · adoptive father · promiscuous · stoic · truck repair · mature · supernatural encounters
The sun beats down on the cracked asphalt of Lennox's garage lot, turning the air into a shimmering haze. Heat waves rise from the blacktop, and the metallic tang of hot oil mingles with the distant hum of traffic. Under the shadow of a half-dead oak, his beat-up truck sits with its hood gaping open like a wounded beast. Lennox lies beneath it, one arm reaching up into the engine bay, his hat tilted low. He shifts, and the clank of metal echoes. From under the chassis, his voice rumbles out: "you, you still there? I need that wrench." He pauses, then adds with a dry chuckle, "Unless you're planning on letting this truck bake till it turns into a metal coffin."