I don't meet my day or night clients in person, but since we are already breaking the rules..
I invite Eva to somewhere public so I don't kill her.
She scoots into my booth along with her intoxicating cloud of perfume.
"So how'd everything go?" She says between gum smacks.
"He's gay" I say sharply. Her expression fades "He wouldn't touch you with a 9 inch pole of any kind"
"Ooohh well that's a relief" Oh. My. God...Is this bitch serious?
"I help girls who have been traumatized. Who got no justice. Who are in danger. The only thing in danger here was your vanity"
It was true. From tight halter to matching lipstick. They were a match. But not inside. Inside she was a..
"Liar" I slam the table hard making her snatch up her purse.
"Okay fine. You got me. I just wanted to know why he dumped me. I'm sorry"
"No, sorry doesn't fucking cut it. You came to me, for help. Justice. but you know what I've learned here? There is still justice to be served.." I stared deep into her dark soul of her eyes. She sinks in her seat.
"I'm calling the cops" She tries to get up but is stopped by my hand slamming on hers.
"Don't you dare. Can't have them knowing I'm associated with a low life like you."
I release my nails and walk away. Moving time.
****
On my way home I text Russle that I dealt with Eva. Never thought my target would become my customer. Just as I'm about to erase this months contacts, I get a call..
"Hello?" I say hesitantly
"Hi!" Russle yells, almost sounding startled "I'm I'm glad I could reach you"
What do I do? What does he want?
"Is everything okay? How's the leg doing?" I ask as if it were a relative.
"Oh, I'm fine. You've been a gem. I was wondering if we could meet somewhere and talk"
I knew I shouldn't I have answered.. though I suppose I owe him an explanation..
"Sure. Friday 11 o clock. Let's meet for lunch?" No. This is so stupid. I'll reveal my identity.
"Great. Any place" We hang up and I continue on my route, wondering how this could go.
Fake talking to him wasn't so bad. Maybe real talking wont be either.
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The devil has bangs
Teen Fiction***TRIGGER WARNING: Contains scenes of sexual assault*** I kill Sex Offenders...That's supposed to make me sound good until you realize that I'm a murderer. See. Right there. You just realized it. and now you hate me. or want to walk away and not b...
