The Killing Pact Page #2

sorry about that.

- No problem.

- It's okay, though.

I know a way that we

can get there fast.

- Is everything okay?

That sounded serious.

- Yeah, thank goodness for

restraining orders, right?

- Well if you have

a restraining order,

they probably shouldn't

be calling you, huh?

- No, they shouldn't,

should they?

- Hey, we're going out

for drinks, come with us.

- That's really sweet of

you, but I have a daughter.

- Look, Kevin and I have

both had colossal suck days.

- Mhm.

- Yeah.

We're both just gonna

go get a little drunk

and exchange sob stories.

You need to come with us.

It'll be like group therapy.

Besides, there's a

big tip involved.

Yeah?

- Okay.

Okay yeah, let me just

check in with my kid.

- Okay.

- Yeah!

- She made it crystal clear

that it was a one night thing.

What'd she say, something

about executives

can't be seen

cavorting with peons.

- Hayley, you sure you

don't want a drink.

- Oh no, I'm driving.

- And I was like okay, fine.

Whatever, I was good with it.

But then, not a week later,

I think they called

it budget cuts,

but I got a pay cut.

And then I got transferred

to the call center.

Wait wait, management,

but still, come on.

The call center?

Like for the past year I've

been working my butt off

to get back to where I was,

but every time I put in for

a transfer, it gets rejected.

Every time I'm up for a

promotion, passed over.

And she came on to me.

- There are people

in everyone's lives

who'd make the world a better

place by simply dropping dead.

- So true.

- Sarah Olsen, you

weren't worth it anyway.

- All right, so we've

heard about Kevin's boss,

we've heard about my aunt Lisa.

Hayley?

- No, no, you don't wanna

hear about my sob story.

- Oh yes we do.

- Yeah.

- So,

I took my daughter and left

my now ex-husband, Jerry.

And in the middle of our

really messy divorce,

he got in an accident which

left him in a wheelchair.

So he's been declared disabled.

He was unable to work,

so his lawyers used that

to get a large

alimony out of me.

So now I kill myself every

month to get him money

which he uses for his

gambling addiction,

which of course is never enough.

So he's constantly showing up,

calling me, threatening me,

begging me, and pretty

much doing whatever he can

to make my life a living hell.

- I'm sorry.

Why not just call the cops?

- Oh, I did call the police.

I used to call

them all the time.

But you guys don't know Jerry.

He has everyone fooled.

And the cops, they don't

wanna be seen being tough

on a guy in a wheelchair.

No matter how much

of a monster he is.

- Sometimes when

everything is piling up

on me and I feel like I'll

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