Stupid fat fuck
Did he have many friends? Yes, why? Did he have any identification? Vanessa asked. He could be along any minute. What about the buildings security cameras showing people coming and leaving? Now they were getting into dangerous territory. But since he had asked the question, Devine suspected the man already knew the answer. Possibly, I said, but thats all it is. At least I hope to God it will. Well, there is a road up there, used for deliveries. As they watched, a van with the name of a bakery on the side came down that road and turned back toward the main road. Lemme tell you something else interesting, Longmire. When Arch disappeared, I took over and ran things the way I thought they oughta be run. Now if Arch comes back and he dont like what Ive done, well, thats gonna be between Arch and me, isn’t it? Not between anybody else. Just Arch and me. He looked at Slick. I don’t think this is such a hot idea. I don’t need their fuckin’ money. We can raise it someplace else. If Mix shows up, he can clear up this whole mess, cant he? Hang it, the sheriff-said, as they hurried across the yard, thats what comes of letting your stooges get out here without anyone watching them. They planted a gun and . . Twenty minutes later, Derek let himself into the house and came to the study.He scampered. At Hyde Park corner he could have got a taxi in any direction, or just walked across the street and disappeared into Hyde Park. Hey, I dont want to see it. Im just saying. I started toward the porch where the man with the beer can still stood.You got a phone? I said. Whats up, Helen? Why would he leave me a stick match? The Uber appeared three minutes later and she got in. Hell no, she said. I cant keep from crying for over thirty seconds. Get that matron! Let me get out of here...