Klempner

A dozen of them…

Or more.

I know where to find at least one of Juliana’s heavies. So I might as well reduce the numbers a bit…

Improve the odds.

And oddly, I find I have another motive.

The things we learn about ourselves…

I realise that the idea of coercing the old man’s hard-earned cash away from him offends me.

That’s new…

Wonder how much they’ve had off him over the years…?

Why do they call it ‘Protection’?

Call it what it is…

Extorting money with menaces…

the same time as on previous occasions. After all, he wants his clientele

me what I want: a view of the

right on time. The last time our paths crossed, he made it away with the money and delivered it to Juliana, or at least to the poor sap whose arm she

the same routine with Antonio. He does, except that this time, helps himself to a

of the hot day, he makes for the clothes

Yup…

Same routine…

Same targets…

that befell his comrade-in-arms, he’s not paying attention to what’s going

much the

routine as when I followed him on the

a

That will do nicely…

or

maybe to peel ten per cent off the top before

shufti around the

Boy’s standing just beyond the cans with his back

When he

face screwed up, obviously recognising me,

up, his pupils are huge, dilated well beyond what the lighting should

Does he ever learn?

Too late now…

grins, jabbing vee’d fingers towards his eyes, then back at me. “Eu

I slash out, first at the reaching hand, then across his throat. He drops with barely a sound, his cock still hanging out

until he stills. Slit throats are a messy business and it’s broad daylight. I don’t want to

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