Like a dream it was just now. You barefoot and unconcerned across this wet road and it being early morning and all. I'm guessing you must have started the evening with shoes. But there you go. No CCTV following you, not here, not yet. But you're being watched my friend, trust me, you're being watched. Yes it's quiet around here. Well apart from the water from the broken guttering and occasional gun fire. Odd that. Guns usually start later, at a more sociable time. No real point this time of day. No-one to frighten see. This time of day is just showing off. So what the fucks you doing around here is beyond me. Thing is, I'm not being paid to worry about stupid little fucks like you am I? Better get on then. Now, if I can just get this knife in a bit further I'll be on my own way as well. Shit, was that gunfire again?
Steve Coel
