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Joined June 2023
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They really don’t like him being alive.
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𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩.
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//Last day of classes tomorrow and back to regularly scheduled programming.
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He has his quirks and some may consider him insane. “We’re officially on your time now. You want to stop to eat? We stop.” He looked over her at the first light that caught them. “Any place in particular or am I stopping at the first place I see?” He didn’t want to say it but +
This fucker might actually be insane. She’s immensely curious about him, but she’s playing it cool. “Oh, across town a ways. Mind if we stop for a bite first?” She says, tapping her ash out the window. She looks like she could definitely use a meal.
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+ she really did look like it. From her physical appearance he assumed that’s why she hired him.
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“Cool, just making sure. Don’t want to surprise nobody with a gun.” He slides into the car and starts it up. Bernard took the information in stride he had no qualms about shooting and/or killing someone. “Where to?”
“Won’t hurt you none to have one.” She says with a shrug, approaching the car. Scored a new guard and ride back across town. Not a bad day, Max. “Pigs come snufflin’ around, yknow.” She says, watching him to gauge his reaction. How’s he feel about that idea?
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“Nah.” He thumbed over his shoulder at his rusted pride and joy. “I’ve had worse than cigarette smoke in it, just crack a window.” Walking to the driver side he leaned on the roof. “I need a…?” He motioned the universal sign of a gun with his fingers.
“Could go now, if you want. Don’t mind me smokin’ in your car, anyways.” She says, dragging on the freshly lit smoke as she tucks her lighter away again.
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“ASAP.” He buried his hands in his pockets and shrugged. “Whenever you need me I’ll be ready to go. Ain’t doing nothing but rotting inside this motel.”
“I reckon we do.” She withdrawals her hand, and reaches up to snag the smoke behind her ear. “How soon can you start?” She says as she tucks the cigarette between her lips and pulls out her lighter.
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“Good to meet you, Max.” His scarred hand extended and gave a firm shake. “Then we got ourselves a deal.”
“Max.” She extends a bony hand to shake on it. Slender pale fingers, tipped with chipped nail polish. “And it’s damn good.”
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Resisting the urge to go for a smoke.
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“Bernard, you?” Definitely not the cop type. The ‘or something’ answer sent a message that she really wasn’t interested in sharing that info. “And more importantly, is the pay good?” That was the only determining factor in his decision didn’t actually need many details.
“Or somethin’.” He doesn’t really seem the cop type, though she is wary about ex-military. If it comes to it, she’s confident she can handle him. “What’s your name?”
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Gold teeth finally appear as he cracks a little grin. “I could do that. You got a club or something?” Curious what he’d actually be watching and how much trouble to expect.
“Someone who can stand real patient outside my place. Bodyguard, of sorts. That up your alley or not?” She asks, watching his face closely.
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His neighbors don’t shut up he’ll be visiting them soon.
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“Really?” He attempted to mask the sound of disbelief on his voice but failed. “What would you need?” Brow raises high.
“I might have some work for you.” She says, eyeing him a little. Long as he isn’t a narc, she could use an extra set of hands looking out for the operation. The bigger the drug running grows, the harder it is to keep an eye on it all.
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