“How is it the leopard isn’t fat?”
It was time to go home.
“So many questions girl, come, sit as I am, here, opposite me.”
“The Valium I can believe, you’d bloody well need it with the amount of shit you’ve been snorting up ya honk of late,”
It was then that the Locksmith heard and felt the name; the name of his next inquisitor: Emily. His mind felt the sound. He would patiently wait.