Chapter 7
Mouse I was pretty tired. We'd been looking for Mikey for hours. I'd run out of usual places ages ago. Now I was out of unlikely and almost out of impossible. Where the hell was he?
We were stumbling along Daly street, okay I was stumbling. Elvis looked tired too, but not walk into a wall tired. "Mikey would've found a place to kip for the night by now. I told you, he hides a lot. He ain't stupid enough to be out after it gets dark. You can't see what's waiting." Hound squatted to look me in ...
Read books
FAQ
Contact me
Terms of Use
Privacy Policy
|