Wicked Blood Page #3

I swear, you got your mama's

gumption, that's for sure.

How much is this gonna cost me?

Twenty bucks per trip?

Can I trust you?

I'm family.

Go see Donny in the morning,

he'll tell you what to do.

And I'll pay you

ten bucks a trip.

Thanks, Uncle Frank.

Don't let me down, Hannah.

Shut the door.

Where's my f***ing dope?

Where's my f***ing dope?

F*** that!

You understand me?

You don't f*** with my family!

The pawns, poor pawns

are silly swains

which seldom serve

except by hap.

And yet those pawns

can lay their trains

to catch a great man in a trap.

So that I see, sometimes a groom

may not be spared from his room.

Your daddy would never

let you work for the Stinsons.

Well, Daddy's not here.

Hannah.

So what's it worth, anyway?

More than you

and me put together.

How much?

I don't know, 20,000?

Holy sh*t.

Enough questions.

Just deliver the package

and get out of there.

Don't talk to anybody.

Promise?

Promise.

I'm looking for

Mr. Owens.

What do you want?

I got business with him.

Selling Girl Scout cookies?

Are you gonna fetch him or not?

Tell you what, you little sh*t.

How about you

get the hell on outta here

before I put you over my knee?

How about that?

Then how about I tell my Uncle

Frank you just said that to me.

Thanks.

Bill?

Who's asking?

Frank sent me.

Frank's recruiting

kinda young, ain't he?

Look, do you want it or not?

You're a pistol.

You got a problem?

No, Miss.

Good.

Now, just give me my money

so I can get out of here.

Hey.

What you say your name was?

I didn't.

Ain't you the cutest

little thing?

F***er!

Look, I don't care.

I want it now.

Hang on a second.

- What?

- The money.

Please?

Here.

Thanks.

Look, I'm asking you

nice one the last time.

Don't make me ask again.

I sure wouldn't want

to be on your sh*t list.

Eventually everyone ends up

on my sh*t list.

What's the matter?

Huh?

Nothing.

I know that face.

What face?

A man who wants out.

No.

You can tell me.

No, it's...

It's nothing.

What is it?

It's complicated.

My life, it's...

It's complicated.

I can do complicated.

You know what I do?

I don't care.

It don't bother you?

No, I just want you.

The King himself is haughty care

which overlooks all his men.

And when he sees how they fare,

he steps among

them now and then.

For when his foe

presumes to check,

his servants stand

to give the neck.

Hello?

Hannah?

Hannah!

I know you're in there,

I can see your bicycle.

Hey!

Hannah!

Coming!

Hannah!

Hello.

Ain't you supposed

to be working?

Yes, sir.

We're not paying you to just

sit around here at the house.

Yes, sir.

Where's Amber?

She's working.

Well, tell her I stopped by.

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