Maria approached him, snatching the wad of cash from his pocketless trousers. “You’re a day early,” she snapped, and then, after hastily counting it, “and this is a hundred more than usual. What’s going on here?” “Boss is pleased with your work. Consider it a bonus.” Then he grinned. “He wants to see you though. He’s inside.” He motioned behind him, and Maria realized he was standing next to the entrance to the showers. What could Andre possibly want from her at this hour? And why did he feel the need to throw her an extra hundred bucks? “This better be quick,” she sighed, stepping into the dimly lit room. Crawford just leered at her. She wasn’t fond of him. Andre was leaning against the far wall, under a row of now dry showerheads. He was tall, well built, and broad shouldered. His days in prison had made him hard and lean. He was silently watching her through dark, heavy lidded eyes, and calmly smoking a cigarette. Cigarettes were technically contraband, and smoking was absolutely. "Bob," he said. "You done broke it." The girl's'll love it," I told him. "Sideways is this year's style. Any more a'your lot outside?"He looked at his officer who shook his head. I pulled his short sword from its scabbard and broke it under my foot. "Would you like to swallow this?" I asked the young lieutenant, poking him in the neck with the shattered end of his blade. He shook his head. "You tell me then." There are four men out there, waiting, and they'll be here shortly if we do not emerge." He said in a rather choked voice that bespoke good schools and reasonable breeding."Well, then," I said, watching Bob start to get his courage up out of the corner of my eye, "suppose you," and I turned and hit Bob squarely in the forehead with the rifle butt as he lunged at me. It made a terrible and fatal kind of sound, things cracked. He fell like a tree and his feet kicked a few times. Blood trickled from his ears. "Suppose you," I continued, with my forearms numb, "you go out on that.
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