Musical Accompaniment: Dangerous Woman by Rosenfeld
Two peas in a pod…one pulls the trigger the other makes the bodies disappear.
EARL
I drag a chair, legs scraping across the floor and lower myself into it, with the backrest to my front and my arms resting against the top.
“Where did you learn to shoot like that?”
This time she doesn’t hide it quick enough. I see the way her lips pursue when she bites the inside of her cheeks.
She’s trying to decide if she should risk lying or not.
I hope for her sake that she chooses the truth. Taking a plane down south to burn down a family house would eat into time I didn’t have to spare.
“I was sixteen” She finally says, voice clipped. “and the woman who took me in,” she lets out a deep breath and looks away from me like she’s disgusted a
