" I hate it when a jerk try to queer my pitch ." Bug said in a low dangerous note as he smugly touched Jeff’s side with the muzzle of his gun. " And when a jerk put the kibosh on my hustles, I strike and when I do, it's macabre."
Jeff said nothing, hoping Melly had a safe delivery. He was jittery, and Bug was his least concern while Melly and his baby topped the priority list.
"How was your report to the police?" He continued," did I not tell you we are untouchables? Why didn't you just vanish since you survived Han's bullets? How can you be so foolish to come here? Why do you make it so easy to me to kill you? I love interesting preys, playing cat and mouse...."
Jeff was ready for that cat-and-mouse-play.
He sent an elbow onto Bug’s jaw, followed up with a jab then broke into a run
