Post by Nobody on Apr 7, 2020 15:44:45 GMT
“What can I do ye for,“ He answered not looking at the caller ID. As he heard and felt lion on the other end he sat up more directly. He was in h is usual slouch this late into the evening. Standing he moved towards the back door where there’d be more privacy saying, “Give me a second will ye.” Stepping outside he sat his beer down on the dumpster as he unzipped and relived himself.
As he zipped up, “Gwo on.” He said. As Ray began speaking the moment his stream ended. “Listen Mot what do you know of a recent-ish kidnapping from a hospital. It’s a newly infected leopard form your area. He’s here now. Didn’t get a name as it may be fake and probably wouldn’t match anyway.”
He squinted and fought the urge to curse a blue streak. As who ever would be foolish enough to poach from Violante would surely be on the chopping block. He sucked air in a quick inhalation. “Ah’ve got nothing but give me a few hours. I have a contact or two I can tap. I can assure ye Violante knows nothing or else I’d be out rounding the suspect for a beating at the very least.” Pausing he looked at his watch. “Ah’ll call ye by midnight.”
She still didn’t answer his emails directly even all these years after the fallout with Terrance in New Orleans. Slipping his jacket off he settled into the small insuite office space and placed his phone on the table on speaker and dialed Miami.
