" The bus had came to a halt and every one was out of it. Erica had fallen asleep on her mother's bosom and Marilyn had been careful not to awake her little daughter. She got a cab and headed straight to the blood Mary tavern.

" Oh you. The Two hundred dollar lady right?" Sacramento asked as he stood by the entrance of the door like he was a security guard.

" Why do I always have to see you when I come in, don't you have places to be." She said feeling infuriated by the antiques of the lanky dude.

" Hey is that girl you carry on...