I could see where this was going, and I didn’t like it. Not one bit.
It had been days since my last run-in, and I was enjoying some nice quiet time by myself. Just how I like it. I had finally gained a hint of relief that everything was going to be ok… that I was getting closer and closer to finally finding these “Villians” and these “Sharks”. These goons didn’t stand a chance.
There was a knock on my door.
Damn. I let out a sigh and get out of bed. Looking through the peephole, I realize it is one of my neighbors. That gorgeous gal is OK in my book, so I let her in.
“NOIR…. I did it again! I fell for those crooked snakes, and now I owe them all my cabbage! Almost a century!” she shrieked.
“Babe, who did this to you? Whoever it is, they clearly don’t know who they are messing with. Im gonna hop in my wagon and send them all to the meat house… Just tell me who it is.” I said
“EvilBay” she muttered, looking down at her feet.
Damn. I told this dame a thousand times to stay away from EvilBay. They are nothing but a bunch of roscoes, waiting to pounce on the next addict that comes along looking for their grails. It’s not right, but every smart sap in this city knows to stay away from that place.
I looked at her dead in the eyes as her mascara started pouring down her cheeks.
I reached out and put my hand on her shoulder, and I whispered “You did it to yourself baby. You did it to yourself.”