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"Don’t have to He’s rich Have you seen his house? His monthly water bill would feed a small country for a month"
"Well, how do you know he’s rich if you haven’t checked his bank accounts?"
"You really want me to check into his finances?"
"Is the pope Catholic?"
"Did I mention how behind I am on my paperwork?"
"Did I mention how much you owe me?"
"Finances, it is"
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Nothing sucks u
--T-SHIRT
I’d parked Misery on a side street half a block away from the abandoned mental asylum and did a crouch run to the nearest Dureen bushes Then I waved my arms about wildly and spit a few times when I realized the bushes were covered in spiderwebs After a shiver of revulsion, I gathered myself, summoned my Mission: Impossible chi, and scaled a chain-link fence to the top of a dilapidated shed Once there, I curled into an e fences sucked, ers and scanned the area Nary a Rottweiler in sight, so I jumped down and booked it to the basementI used to sneak into the place I turned the latch I’d rigged to unlock theand pulled Normally, theopened out and I could do a drop-and-roll kind of thing into the base with less concern over radiation poisoning resulting in permanent hair loss, but the as stuck I pulled harder and it gave For about half a second before it slaain What in the naain, Rocket appeared, his nose pressed against the glass like a giant kid in a nightrinned "Miss Charlotte!" he yelled, as though I were a thousand er overfor the pitter-pat of Rottweiler paws I had no idea if canines could hear the departed but figured this was not an ideal situation to find out "Rocket, let ain "Miss Charlotte, I can see you through the glass!" he yelled louder, pointing to it over and over in case I missed it "Can you hear me?"
Oh, for the love of Godsmack I crawled onto h the open slit, "you have to let me in"
"You can’t come in I have company"
"Company? Seriously?" Rocket had died sometime in the fifties How s out here, and I have to give you sohtened Like literally It eird He pushed open theanother inch and poked his nose and mouth out "Names?" he whispered
"Yes, names of people I need to know if they’ve passed or not" I could lose hi Rocket’s attention forthe lottery, ainst his face to scrunch it and wasfish faces at me "Hellllllloooooo, Miss Charlotte"