Dakota stood before the glossy table of Gallagher who gazed her in disappointment rather than In surprise. There was big cigarettes between his fingers and a bigger smoke within his lungs, he puffed them out, exiling them far into the air before turning his gaze back at a urine drenched Marilyn who still had a swollen face from beating she had received from Haul.

" I'm disappointed in you." He said in a majestic expression of truth which was paramount in his eyes and In the manner he gazed at her.

" I'm sorry Gallagher. He started it." She said in sullen tone, her head still bent to the floor...