"What was that about, Jason?"
"Shut up, Lych, I'm trying to think!"
"F-ck!"
"Shut up!"
I need to think.
It was stupid of me to imagine that I could just disappear and these idiots would figure themselves out.
This is such a headache.
"Jason! Jason, what the h-ll are we going to do now?"
"You can just go, Lych. Take half the money and go. It's not fair for you to meddle in all this."
"The f-ck it's not! This is the most fun I've had in ages!"
Right.
This guy is a maniac.
Either way, he lived on the streets for half his life so he might know a thing or two.
Better to have a guide.
"Do you know any rat holes where we can lay low?"
"Nah. With your pretty face? You'd be eaten up as dessert, babe."
"Great."
It's fine.
It's fine.
Calm down.
I have the police on my track, a bounty on my head and Lucrezia chasing me like she's Chucky. Nightmare fuel.
Yet strangely fitting for her.
Three months.
Three months than what?
Do I turn myself in?
