Jassy
I had to give credit where credit was due. Karl could hem and haw with the best of them.
“And, yeah,” he said, “we were on that floor. But, I've never like, you know, gotten myself wrapped up in something with the Wolf. That guy sounds too intense for me-”
I sighed loud enough to cut Karl off, then rolled my eyes. “Karl, stop f*****g lying to your Pee-paw. He ain't gonna buy this shit.”
“What?” Karl asked. “I'm just telling him-”
“Look,” I said, rest a hand on his arm, “I appreciate it. I get what you're trying to do, what with keeping me out of this and all, but you need to tell him the truth.” My eyes swung back to Xavier Baldwin.
“The truth?” Xavier asked, crossing his arms over that big, happy belly of his.
“I killed Sven. Xavier, I was a prostitute, and Sven was my pimp.
