Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

Chapter 0445 The old man squinted at me before recognition spread across his face.

“The fuck do you want?” He asked before sitting down. With no coffee to hold, his hands kept fidgeting around.

“Just wanted to have a little chat with you.” “Last time you wanted to chat, your hands cut off my air supply.” He grumbled a few thing that I didn’t catch but I could assume what the gist of it was.

“You can understand someone in my position might need to use....

unfavorable tactics to achieve a certain outcome.”

“Go blow your shit up someone else’s ass.” He waved me off as he got up and limped to his cabinets. Pulling out a tee bag, he filled a dirty mug with some brown water before putting the tea bag in it. His immune system must be Strong. €9 “It has been brought to my attention that you are running out of money. Vin isn’t supplying you anymore and now you are feeling it.” To give the old man credit, he barely even flinched but his eyes gave him away. “Rumors.” “Just because they are rumors, doesn’t make it false.” Leaning forward, I pulled out my wallet. Grabbing a hundred, I tossed it over to him.

“There is more where that came from.”

“Why the fuck do I want your money?” His eyes lingered on it but he just sat back and didn’t touch it. .

place is going out of business and by the looks of it, you don’t even have electricity.” He

serious question? Your light switches are all on. You heated up your coffee over an open flame and now you are drinking cold tea. Probably since that is

moved so he was sitting more upright but decided against it and sat back again. “What kind of information?” “Have you ever heard of the phrase, ‘the enemy of my enemy

our enemy?” He asked, glancing over

him like he was stupid. “We both know I want Vin fucking dead yesterday. Since Rip died, you haven’t

getting paid. I think we both would benefit if Vin was removed from the equation. My family is

was the old man’s turn

so?” Slamming his cup down, cold tea spilled everywhere but neither of us flinched. For starters, it was cold tea and second,

his right hand man. I'm sure he has told you something and I’m sure there has been talk. Someone like you doesn’t closes his ears to the noise around

do that with or without your

“What about after?” “After what?” He stood up and limped over to the windows and looked out. The sun was starting to peak through the trees and my time was running out. “The offer is not an outstanding thing. You either accept it or don’t.” “You are

over him as I reached for the door. - “Tonight?” Looking

or even feel me but I'll always be watching