http://dashboardlite.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sadfreezingbrit_archive 2011-07-18 05:59 pm (UTC)

"You sonuvabitch!"

I didn't know. I'd had a feeling for a while that something was up, but I was so damn grateful to have someone at my back that the Easy Street route got a little too easy. A dormy dropper, maybe from the start, and I was suckered into it. I should've dry-gulched him when I had the chance.

The dust from the books started settling, and I decided that playing fair just wasn't going to cut it. Out came my Colt - if I had to fog him just to get him to stand still, I'd do it.

"How long?" I demanded, kicking down another shelf of books. The second row - the last row - toppled over. It ain't often I go off the tracks, but now was as good as any time.

"How fucking long, you slimy gink?"

I hoped to Hell it hadn't been from the start. I had a lot of enemies - Whatever high pillow wanted me rubbed out must've either paid Clarence a whole lotta good spinach, or played on a weakness. Clarence didn't have many of those, either.

But he would when I was through with him.

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