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â jesus christ.  â jessica fishes her phone out of her pocket, thumb already working over the cracked screen to call up hogarthâs number. she winces at the slim red bar that stands out like a warning sign that her battery is about to die. a damn it slips out, whiskey-soaked & unsubtle. after a few half-assed attempts to get a coherent text message together, she looks down at the kid next to her. Â
her camera slings around her neck, lens cap off, enough pictures of this sessionâs perp of week that sheâs confident that sheâll get paid. she looks him up & down in a split-second assessment. Â
â the outfitâs a nice touch. does hogarth really think iâm such a moron that i need a kindergartner to babysit me?  â  her jaw works, eyes squint at his knee socks, the blazer. a coughing bark of a laugh hits.  â ---- scram, peewee. this kind of job is for adult eyes only.  â