Book: Six Ravens. Page 2

Street Bistrot 19, said KAZ.
Up to this point, Hales shifted from foot to foot, but now froze.
Is the address your girlfriend, isn't it?
The man swallowed.
I have no girls.
- Oh, I have - sang KAZ. And she is very pretty. Too cute for such a scoundrel. And pretty cute. You love her, right? Ini even from the roof he saw as pale as wax a face of Hales glistened with sweat. - Well, of course. Typically, these Babes don't look at scum of the Barrel, but she was different. She thinks you're charming. For me, it's a sign of dementia, but the love of evil. Probably, she likes to sit next to you, laying her pretty little head on your shoulder? To hear you spent the day?

- How?! Lieutenant of the "Black Peak" was furious. - How do you even know who will be in change? I had to pay a crazy amount to get to the list of outfit. You couldn't kill my bribe!
Let's just say my currency is more valuable.
- Money is money.
- I sell information, the Hales, the information about what people are doing when they think nobody sees. The shame outweighed any money.

He naively believed that disputes over territory can be resolved in the same way as before: a short scuffle and a friendly handshake. The sixth sense is Inez suggests that it won't work.

The girl joined the Scum a little less than two years ago, just after his fifteenth birthday. It was a matter of survival, but she was flattered that in such a short time she became the one against whom the right precautions. However, if Black Peaks thought that these little tricks will keep the Ghost, they are greatly mistaken.

- Not mourning, said Jasper, handing the rifle Rotti.
- No funeral - together muttered in response Dregs. So they wished each other good luck.

- Take care of my babies, - Jasper handed them Diriku. - If I find them so much as a scratch, will make the inscription "I'm sorry" from the bullet holes in your chest.
- You wouldn't give me ammo.
And he would have died on the half of the word, put a Large Bolliger, giving your axe, folding knife, and weapon of choice - a thick chain, a weighted granary castle.

It never hurts to have some country in debt. Promotes friendly negotiations.

Every act of violence was not accidental, each turn of fate occurred at the behest of an unseen puppeteer, deliberately pulling the strings.

- Just tell me what her skin glows like moonlight, advised his friend Peter. - Girls like that.
Great offer, if not, windless weather in Cotterdale.

- To tell you the secret of true love? he asked her once. My friend often used to say that women love flowers. He had many novels, but he never found a wife. You know why? Women love flowers, but only one of the hundreds of thousands of likes the scent of gardenias in the late summer, reminding her of the porch of my grandmother's house. Only one of them loves Apple blossoms in a blue Cup. Only one loves wild geranium.

The heart is the arrow. He needs a target for well-aimed hit.

I don't need your prayers.
- What do you want?
To mind easily came old answers: "Money. Revenge. To the voice of Georgie forever silenced in my head." But another answer has arisen within him, resounding, insistent and uninvited: "You, Inez. You."

Nina laughed at myself. She never wanted to fall in love. It's like the guest that you first wait, and then not know how to get rid of it.

Be resolute, he said. - You should know where you want to go before you reach goal.