With deft skills he never knew he had, Marcus quickly picked the lock. It was quiet in the apartment.
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“Who gives you Luminous?”
“I don be breakn me vow of silence. Aint no way to run a business man.”
“Ah, I see… well word is you already took a hit, why don’t you talk to whoever sold you your squib?”
“I see.”
Silence.
Russell rises from his seat and crosses over to bar and pours himself a drink.
“Scotch, Mr. Gillian?”
“I’m sorry, Becky… we were young, we can not choose our parents…”
“I know.” She pulled herself away from him.
“I think you’ve had enough,” The voice was a sweet tenor to her left. It startled her, because she hadn’t noticed anyone there.
Knock knock knock; the rap of his knuckles seemed insistent.
“Yeah, yeah… don’t drag your knuckles raw,”
Something inside Marcus made him twinge, he squinted his eyes in response. “Genius, huh… sounds more like a street punk.” mumbled Marcus under his breath.
“Ree? That’s very cute. Well Ree… as you know, in order to begin the procedure you requested, certain criteria need to be met. Your health and safety is as much a priority to us as is your state of being. That is why we had you come in for a pre-screening.”
“Sorry for your loss,” said someone, as a hand touched his right shoulder. The touch brought him careening back to reality.
I should have fought harder to stay with her, but my father insisted that boys should be with their fathers… I should have fought harder…
