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“What the fuck, Lester?” I hiss at hi it on

I pullas pissed as he looks I don’t knohat bug crawled up his ass today, but he can’t barge in here like this and ruin my business

“You can’t do this!” I protest, but he shoots me doith one hard look

“I can do whatever I want, Destiny,” he says, and this tih I hate when he callsto ht now He means business, and when Lester means business… It’s usually bad business At least for me

“I’irl I told you about, you need to find her, and you need to do it quickly”

“Jesus, and you had to stor ht be the coht to come in here and do whatever the hell he wants Ito say

“I’ around anyoing on, and I need you to go to Python and find that girl Not fucking play porn star for a bunch of fucking perverts”

Seriously That statehteen different kinds of irony

“There’s soht in the irl and your friend, Austin,” he says, pronouncing the word friend as if he knowsI wonder how much he really knows

“I told you, if she’s there, I’ to --” I start, but he waves me down and cutsexpression of his, and then points one long finger at me

“You have 24 hours Not a minute more,” he tells h he has the hots forfor seems to be more important than all of that for him to threaten me like this

“The clock is ticking,” he finishes, turning on his heels and stor out of the roo chair to sit on, darlin’”

I frown as I watch hi that if hate could kill he’d drop dead right now I used to tolerate hi

I’ate Python, why doesn’t he do it himself?