As Mr. Morgan turned to corral the old bat back into her cave, the goon with the gun in my ribs leaned in and whispered, "Don't cause a scene, pallie. Just walk out calmly with us or I swear we'll kill everyone in this building."
I didn't know whether he meant that or not but I couldn't take the chance on testing his veracity.
After Morgan closed the old woman's door he turned back and said, "Sorry, Mr. Blackmore. She's a handful sometimes."
"That's alright," I said. "My friends and I are going for a little drive."
Yeah, my friends...
Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
And they say you can choose your friends! Good stuff once more Christopher. Keep 'em coming.
Christopher over 8 years ago
Thank you, Neville. Still a fair amount of ground to cover before this case book is closed.