was supposed
was supposed to meet her tonight. Getting Marco to move out of the swamp had driven the whole thing from his mind.
“Where is she?”
Lola sniffed. “You find her.”
“Come on, Lola,” pleaded Benito. When she was in this sort of mood, which was most of the time, Lola could be very capricious.
Lola just sniffed and shrugged.
Benito tried reason. “C’mon, Lola. It’s a job.”
The runner shook her head. “With that one you’re safer chasing her body than getting into her line of work.” And she was off. Benito knew it was useless to chase after her. Even if he could catch up, which was no certainty, because Lola was fast and knew every alley and shortcut
“Where is she?”
Lola sniffed. “You find her.”
“Come on, Lola,” pleaded Benito. When she was in this sort of mood, which was most of the time, Lola could be very capricious.
Lola just sniffed and shrugged.
Benito tried reason. “C’mon, Lola. It’s a job.”
The runner shook her head. “With that one you’re safer chasing her body than getting into her line of work.” And she was off. Benito knew it was useless to chase after her. Even if he could catch up, which was no certainty, because Lola was fast and knew every alley and shortcut