The Fixer gets off the phone from Athena Morisot and turns to The Hulk. 'That Morisot girlie is getting on my wick. Somehow, she's tracked down Reuben...well she doesn't know where he is, but...she's got his real name. Somehow.'
The Hulk scratches his hairless head. He has a pimple right on his dome and it's damned itchy. 'She knows he's Reuben Houston? How the fuck did she do that?'
'There's more to that gal than meets the eye. Jesus, if she knew who his family is, she'd be running for cover. Now, what are we going to do with the nosey little brat?'
'Nothing.' The Hulk says. 'She doesn't know where he's living, so if we don't help her, I'm reckoning that's the end of it.'
The Fixer swivels side to side in his chair for several minutes. The Hulk watches his beady eyes narrow and their working history tells him his boss has come up with an idea. An idea that is probably detrimental to Athena Morisot. And he's right with his reasoning when his boss says, 'Get to her place. Tell her you've found him.'
The Hulk frowns. 'You want me to give her his location?'
'Yeah. And then you get hold of Reuben bloody Houston and tell him about the nosey little bitch getting into his shit!'
'But...' the Hulk runs his course fingers over the stubble on his chin. 'He'll do her in,' he adds.
A sinister sneer filtersacross The Fixer's face. 'Save us the trouble. Yeah?'
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Mystery / ThrillerRanking High #goodgirlsarebadgirls,#psychologicalthrillers, #femalevigilante. Mostly, no one dies unless they deserve to! In this Second RED PICASSO pychological thriller, Red continues her search for the murderer of her parents and she's convinced...
