All Over Me Page #5

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in Coaldale?

I don't know.

Where'd that come from?

I got an advance.

Doesn't matter.

It's for the outfit.

What is going on?

Alberta...

I met this guy, Paul.

And I went to his place.

And these

friends of his,

they came over and beat

on him badly.

And so I ran.

I just...

I need to know...

I need to know if he's okay.

How'd you meet

this guy?

At the food court.

Classy.

Did he pick you up?

Sort of.

Can he get

a hold of you?

Find you?

No.

No way.

Good.

You're learning to take

precautions like me.

Okay?

Oh...

I have his

cell phone number.

And?

I can call him.

And if he's conscious,

he can pick up.

Forget it.

l... I can't.

I need to tell

the police.

Look.

You just said you don't

know where he lives,

so where are you going?

I don't know.

You're gonna be fine.

Believe it, okay?

Okay.

- Okay?

- Okay.

It's springtime.

You should be out

on St. Laurent sipping gin.

Not doing a very good job

of looking out for your man.

The rest of the money's

not here.

I'm going to go

finish this.

You two are

staying here.

And if anything happens

to Paul while I'm gone,

you're both responsible.

- Yeah, but Aaron was...

- Both of you.

Got something

to say to me, Isaac...

you worthless

f***ing Neanderthal?

No.

Sir.

No, sir?

Aisle 7, please.

Wet cleanup on aisle 7.

What?

Your nametag.

Hey hey!

Coleman!

I mean, Coaldale!

You can't just

walk out like that.

Wow, you look exhausted.

It's understandable,

working two jobs.

Oh...

Penelope mentioned

seeing you in some outfit.

Hey, no judgment.

You gotta do what

you gotta do, right?

Just tell Penelope

I'm sick, okay?

If you ever need, like,

any protection

or a bodyguard for your other work,

you know where to find me.

God bless.

That prosciutto may

be a little off.

Good hiding,

by the way.

A real crackerjack.

Who would have ever dreamt

it'd be under your bed?

Aah!

It's funny.

Paul called you Celene.

Smart move,

lying to him.

I mean, who the hell

would want

to be dominated

by an Alberta?

Did you honestly think

I wouldn't find you?

Tell me where

the rest is!

My half a million!

What?

I don't know

anything about it.

You pay for this place

on a grocery store salary?

Are you telling me Paul didn't share

the wealth with his kinky sweetheart?

No, he didn't.

Is Paul okay?

I'm concerned.

Everyone goes through

a rebellious stage,

but he's making a lot

of poor choices lately,

lying to me, acting

like a dog.

One thing I've never

had to coach him on much is women.

He reminds me

of me at his age.

I mean, he's been in town,

what, a few weeks,

if that...

- and he's already swooned you.

- Ah!

Maybe I should call my

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