"You're that cunt Harryx, Harryx Madison, from District 1. You owe me money," she did the whistle noise between her two fingers. "Oy! Look who it f*****g is, Harryx-f*****g-Madison."
Three sinister shapes boxed me in. Tall, muscular pimps, lounging in the back alleys, keeping an eye on their workers. It was so dark that the only one I could see had gold teeth shining in the blinking streetlight. Two clicks from two guns, safety off on both. A strong hand gripped my collar from behind as the Gold-toothed gentleman walked up on me.
"Think it's ok to rip off my girls," his breath smelled of something undetectable, for all I know it could've been rubbing alcohol. "Especially after what you did to her, sick fuck."
"I'm not your guy, but look," my eyes darted back towards The Famous c**k T
