Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
XVIII.
"I was hoping we could have a little talk," Molly said. She met Murtough's steely gaze. "Businesses man to business man."
Murtough laughed, a deep chuckle that rumbled through his chest. "You're not a business man," he scoffed. "You're a snake. Now get out of here before I make you. I've got something important to do and I don't want you here."
From outside, Molly could hear the sound of a van coming to life, and she knew Matt had been successful in hotwiring the vehicle that held Murtough's shipment. She smirked. "Fine, I'll go," she relented. "But you'll regret this."
Murtough opened his mouth to speak again just as one of his men shouted, "Boss, someone's stealing our van!"
Murtough laughed, a deep chuckle that rumbled through his chest. "You're not a business man," he scoffed. "You're a snake. Now get out of here before I make you. I've got something important to do and I don't want you here."
From outside, Molly could hear the sound of a van coming to life, and she knew Matt had been successful in hotwiring the vehicle that held Murtough's shipment. She smirked. "Fine, I'll go," she relented. "But you'll regret this."
Murtough opened his mouth to speak again just as one of his men shouted, "Boss, someone's stealing our van!"