“I need you to deliver my goods through your channels.

“I don't do drugs, Blind.

- I know. The beast said the same thing - the old horseradish grins slyly, throwing an ambiguous look in my direction.

– When did you speak with the Beast? - I try not to give out tension and keep myself in control. But, bitch, this alignment throws me off balance.

- Summer. He was not communicable.

- So you decided to shove with a drill?

“You left me no choice, dear ones. All Odessa was crushed under itself, and I need the sea. Do you see?

I reach for the glass. I sip half...