"Julie?" I squeaked, "What's this about?" I need to see you. I need to talk to you. Pizza Express? Lunchtime?" Her voice was pleading; I couldn't reme...ber ever hearing that tone from her before."OK..." I looked at my watch. "Twelve thirty?" Great! Thanks, Sam."I also didn't see Anne slip out of the room, and when I went in search of coffee, she was nowhere to be seen. She shared the room with two other girls, Emma and Louise.Emma said, "She left a few minutes ago, saying she needed to go. The whole night she flirted with other women and insisted that Sam was a tease playing the cute and innocent card. Needless to say, there was never going to be a repeat with her. Sam was sure she'd be a spinster by the age of 28 before it was all said and done. What made her go along with this next impromptu set up? "I let Nick talk me into this, she always talks me into things". Sam shifted in the tough wooden barstool that had slowly grown uncomfortable after sitting so long. The bar. What would it be like to fuck a girl as young as the hooker was pretending to be? That bitch Mahoney had looked like that too and she'd been a great fuck but what would a girl who was really that young be like?"Is there anything else you want me for?" George Smart had left and Ramsay was just sitting there looking at her, not talking. He was kind of cute, she thought. Maybe the same age as Chief Reardon. Would it help her out if she fucked him too? Maybe he didn't want to. She knew he was a. The man's cries got him some attention. I was a dozen feet from the steps when the centre doors opened and a man came bursting out to see what was going on. He was a guard and he was dressed the same as the men that we had just killed. My hand was moving even as the man spotted me. Before he could say a word, my throwing knife flicked out of my hand and flew like a dart right into the man's throat. It took him totally by surprise and for a moment he just stood there blinking in confusion as his.