25 - Sleazeside

“You wanna slice?” he asked.

     She shook her head, didn't say anything. This was their play.

     “So, my partner here and I were wondering,” he said, jutting his chin towards Stewart´s, “how much do you make an hour over there?” 

      “Eleven. Before taxes.”

      “Before taxes, heh heh, that's cute,” Gatlin said, looking at McAllister, who carefully wiped the crumbs off of his uniform. “We'll give you twenty.”

       “Each?” she asked.

 

MMFM (7313 words)

 

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25 - Sleazeside

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