He parked in front and went inside, taking the s*x doll with him. He locked the door behind them. It was a basic model container, so there were no windows. No one could see inside. He put the s*x doll on the floor by his g*n case, then changed his mind and moved it over to the little Ikea table against one wall, placing it on one of the chairs. He didn’t want it near his guns.
“Is this where you live?” the s*x doll asked, looking around slowly. “Or is this just where you take people to kill them?”
“I don’t need anything special,” Noir said.
“Clearly.”
“You know what I’ve done but you don’t know where I live?” Noir asked.
“Your life doesn’t matter enough to pay that much attention to it,” the s*x doll said. “No human’s life matters that much.”
“I’m not planning on staying long anyway.
