( O’ BROTHER WHERE ART THOU? )
“Paperwork fuckin’ sucks. Other than being a criminal, I also do office work. The only downside of owning two clubs, an arcade and assisting a whole business building for your former boss.” He shrugged, shoving his hands into his coat pockets. “Surprised you haven’t picked up a criminal side jig.”
“Trust me, it’s been tempting.” She said, taking a moment to sigh. “I work on computers so I have access to a lot of shit people don’t normally get to see. I’ve snooped around in my boss’ personal files and seen some things he could definitely get nailed on legally. But... I don’t say anything because it’s my job and that’s really all I have.” A subtle frown formed on her lips. She wasn’t brave like him. Not yet anyways. As much as she wanted to do something, it was the issue of making the first move to do it.













