little-gray-ghost.
“Hello? Is someone there? Now isn’t a good time for joking around like this..”
“Ah, shit. Sorry.” It had sounded more rude than Jimmy had intended but given his physical state, his limited temper was hardly a surprise. A lovely evening of scouting potential targets quickly transpired into a small misunderstanding between a few nosy neighbors. Had he been prepared for confrontation, he would have made a quick exit but the baseball bat in the man’s hand left him little opportunity. “I needed a place to rest my head for a moment. You got a phone I can borrow or a tissue?”








