Malcolm Bright

Raylan nodded again, lips turned down in a expression of approving 'huh, well how about that' before slotting the card, typeface forward, back into the mix.

"Art has but we just got in. Quarles didn't give us much notice, so we're flying in a little blind up here. It's not big enough for the FBI for some reason. I'm sure you'll hear from him soon. And if not, well, you already know, what's one more ride along."