Another woman walks in. You immediately recognize her as the blonde who tried to kill you in the apartment. She sees you and pauses. Then a giant smile comes over her face.
“Well Maria, it looks like you got the party started without me,” she says.
The girl on your lap says, “Look Jen, it’s ! He’s alive! I told you he would be!”
The blonde saunters over, her hips swaying suggestively. “Well, I can’t believe it. It is you, isn’t it? And to think, Eddie told us you were dead. I guess he was just dead wrong.”
You push Maria off your lap. She stumbles away from you with a confused look in her eyes. “? What’s going on?”
“That is exactly what I want to know,” you say with your gaze never leaving the woman she called Jen.
A snarl comes over the woman’s face. “Eddie thought that he could hide you, he thought that if he told us you were dead, we’d stop looking.” She backs toward the door slowly. “Poor Eddie, the little shit should have known we’d never trust him after what you two pulled. Still, I’ve got to give him points for style if not brains. Hiding you in plain sight in that prison, it almost worked. But his little obsession with numbers gave it away, and earned him the bullets he deserved.”
You start to move forward with the notion to grab her and force her to tell you everything she knows. She freezes in the door and shakes her finger. “No, no, no. Don’t forget there are hidden camera all over this joint. You lay one finger on me and you go back to jail. I think we both know what will happen to you in there.”
You have half a mind to grab her anyway, but Maria grabs your arm. Her tearful voice pleads, “please, let her go. I can’t stand to lose you again.”
Jen laughs, “That’s right! Listen to your favorite whore! Let me leave and I’ll even give you a ten minute head start before I call the Don.”
Maria pleads with you, “please, just let her go, .”
Jen sees the decision in your eyes and takes off. You hear her mocking voice down the hall, “see you later, lover!”
Maria tries to drag you to the door, “come on, she’ll call the Don as soon as she gets near a phone that’s not tapped.”
You yank your arm away from her, “listen, I don’t know you! I don’t know what the hell is going on here! And I’m sure as hell not going to go with you when the last woman I met tried to kill me!”
Maria attempts desperately to drag you out of the room, “What are you talking about? Just come on, or we are both going to die!”
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