Aug 27, 2015
Then, a tall slender woman with cigarette smoke coming out of her nostrils pulled her body through the doorway and asked, "Merlot, or Chardonnay."
“Merlot,” the other woman replied, “always Merlot after a job like this.”They stood in the front hall, sizing each other up. Once, they had been violent rivals, but now, well you know what they say about desperate times.“Tell me you weren’t followed,” the second woman said grabbing the wine and holding it in her hands nervously.“Darling, don’t be ridiculous, I know how to spot a tail, and more importantly how to shake one,” the first woman laughed, placing her small clutch on the table by the door.
