Malcolm Bright

"Is it really his if he's renting it by the hour? You pay cash and you can sign any name to these logbooks." Raylan had been looking at who'd checked in around that time, after the timestamp, and there'd only been one entry.

Said logbook was dropped on the counter as Raylan passed by with a loud thunk. "Thank you kindly," he said, tipping his hat as he walked out the door, circling back around Malcolm to stick his head back into the office. "And uh, do me a favor? Don't go anywhere."

Now they could go.