Authors: Thomas Laird
H
e
take
s
a
si
p
o
f
hi
s
ice
d
te
a.
Th
e
glas
s
ha
s
bee
n
sweatin
g
o
n
th
e
tabl
e
sinc
e
I
arrive
d
.
‘
I
wil
l
no
t
protec
t
yo
u
fro
m
hi
m,
bu
t
I
neve
r
sai
d
I
wouldn’
t
hel
p
yo
u
evad
e
hi
s
reveng
e.I
wil
l.
Hel
p
yo
u,
tha
t
i
s.
Bu
t
yo
u
kno
w
ho
w
i
t
i
s
wit
h
th
e
wop
s.
I’
m
doin
g
i
t
onl
y
becaus
e
i
t
i
s
goo
d
busines
s
..
.
Wha
t
i
s
i
t
tha
t
mad
e
yo
u
a
s
yo
u
ar
e,
Miste
r
Farme
r?
Ho
w
di
d
yo
u
becom
e
th
e
crooke
d
thin
g
o
f
beaut
y
yo
u
ar
e
no
w?
Wa
s
i
t
a
woma
n
befor
e
thi
s
put
a
tha
t
yo
u
jus
t
destroye
d?
’
‘It’
s
non
e
o
f
you
r
fuckin
g
busines
s,
Guerrer
o.
’
‘Yo
u
don’
t
disrespec
t
m
e
i
n
m
y
cas
a,
Marc
o.
’
H
e
hit
s
m
y
firs
t
nam
e
wit
h
a
har
d
emphasi
s.
H
e
know
s
m
y
nam
e,
bu
t
I
don’
t
wha
t
hi
s
rea
l
monike
r
i
s
.
‘Ye
s,
Miste
r
Karrio
s.I
hav
e
ha
d
yo
u
investigate
d.I
kno
w
a
s
muc
h
abou
t
yo
u
a
s
you
r
friend
s
a
t
th
e
Chicag
o
Polic
e
Departmen
t
d
o.I
hav
e
man
y
friend
s
i
n
you
r
cit
y.I
hav
e
man
y
friend
s
al
l
ove
r
th
e
nort
h.
An
d
i
n
th
e
worl
d,
to
o.
Ho
w
els
e
coul
d
on
e
sel
l
bod
y
part
s
fro
m
murde
r
victim
s?
An
d
the
n
yo
u
hav
e
thi
s
habi
t
o
f
defilin
g
th
e
bodie
s
o
f
thes
e
unfortunat
e
creature
s.
Wh
y
i
s
tha
t?
Wa
s
i
t
you
r
mothe
r?
Di
d
yo
u
hav
e
a
siste
r,
perhap
s?
’
Hi
s
informatio
n
i
s
limite
d.
H
e
i
s
fishin
g
wit
h
shar
p
barb
s
aime
d
a
t
m
y
fles
h
.
‘
Wer
e
yo
u
abandone
d
a
t
birt
h,
jef
e?
Lik
e
s
o
man
y
o
f
thes
e
littl
e
stree
t
bastard
s
wh
o
be
g
fo
r
mone
y
i
n
th
e
street
s
o
f
you
r
putri
d
citie
s?
Di
d
yo
u
star
t
ou
t
b
y
suckin
g
th
e
cock
s
o
f
th
e
honcho
s
o
n
th
e
stree
t
corner
s?
Wa
s
tha
t
th
e
wa
y
yo
u
ros
e
t
o
powe
r,
chie
f?
’
‘Yo
u
assum
e
tha
t
yo
u
ca
n
sa
y
whateve
r
yo
u
wan
t.
I
t
i
s
you
r
wa
y,
Marc
o.
Yo
u
ar
e
ignoran
t
o
f
manner
s.
Bu
t
I
accep
t
tha
t.
W
e
ar
e
businessme
n,
n
o?
’
‘Ye
s.
W
e
ar
e
businessme
n.’
‘The
n
w
e
shoul
d
bot
h
lear
n
t
o
trea
t
eac
h
othe
r
a
s
partner
s.
N
o?
’
‘Ye
s.
O
f
cours
e,
jef
e.
’
‘Bu
t
d
o
no
t
fee
l
saf
e
o
r
secur
e.
A
s
I
sai
d,I
wil
l
no
t
protec
t
yo
u
fro
m
you
r
ol
d
friend
s.
Yo
u
ar
e
o
n
you
r
ow
n
whe
n
i
t
come
s
t
o
persona
l
securit
y.
I
t
i
s
simpl
y
tha
t
I
hav
e
refuse
d
t
o
retur
n
yo
u
t
o
th
e
nort
h.
Ho
w
yo
u
ge
t
bac
k,
onc
e
yo
u
ar
e
droppe
d
of
f
a
t
th
e
airpor
t,
i
s
u
p
t
o
yo
u
..
.
W
e
wil
l
nee
d
t
o
mak
e
ne
w
arrangement
s
abou
t
dealin
g
wit
h
yo
u.
Ther
e
i
s
sometime
s
no
t
enoug
h
mone
y
t
o
cove
r
u
p
you
r
crime
s
agains
t
thos
e
wome
n.
Yo
u
hav
e
becom
e
to
o
famou
s.
Yo
u
shoul
d
hav
e
staye
d
i
n
th
e
darknes
s.
I
t
i
s
becomin
g
ver
y
difficul
t
t
o
mak
e
th
e
polic
e
an
d
th
e
Federate
s
tur
n
thei
r
back
s
o
n
yo
u.
Tha
t
i
s
wha
t
fam
e
wil
l
d
o.
I
t
wil
l
tak
e
awa
y
you
r
freedo
m.
Yo
u
wil
l
hav
e
t
o
liv
e
i
n
a
fortres
s,
suc
h
a
s
thi
s
on
e,
Marc
o.
’