Chapter 31: Attempt At Blackmail
I laughed in her face. For quite a while, pretty sure the longer I went at it the more likely it was her head would explode. Which kept me laughing long past the time it was actually funny. If her statement/threat/accusation was ever funny. When I finally sobered, I leaned in too, grinning in her red cheeked face.
"Now that we have that out of the way," I said, "what do you want, Vivian?"
"I saw you." She jabbed her index finger with the sharpened point of her manicure into my chest then at the phone screen. "With that kid who deals outside The Orange. Yesterday."
"Really," I said. Pulled a huge ah-ha out of my ass and presented it to her for her observation. "And how, exactly, would you know someone like Pitch sells drugs outside a place like that if you weren't a customer yourself?" Because logic, people.