“ —- oooookay . so what’s the plan , boss man ? ” thick accent coats the question as it passes her painted lips, ice blues lazily fixing her gaze on the figure beside her. “ should we just — walk away and pretend we didn’t see nothin’ ? ”
EYES PALE UNDER THE LIGHT OF THE MOON flicker to the younger by his side. the gangster takes his time in responding, choosing to first light a fresh cigarette. smoke fills his lungs as he closes his eyes && lets out a sigh. whether it was a sigh of annoyance or relief
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it was difficult to tell. ‘ you walk away, girl. this is no place for you. ’ he didn’t care who she was, he’d only seen her once or twice around town, so her presence or opinion hardly mattered to him.—