"Peter?"
"No, Danja. Its Moe."
"Bruder, warum habst du mir nicht zugehört?"
Moe wasn fluent in German, but he knew enough to know Bruder was brother. Then he saw it—the resemblance—same blond hair, same blue eyes. He downshifted around a corner and accelerated down an empty side street.
"Was Schmidt your brother?"
"Ja. Mein Bruder."
He screamed through one stop sign, and then another, barely missing a parked car. "English, baby, English," said Moe. "What did
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Her pasty skin glowed in the dark as if it were neon. Her eyes clamped shut, and she moaned in pain. "He is a bad man," she slurred.
Moe turned onto Dana Avenue to cross over to Montgomery Road, only to pull behind a cop car. "What was too risky, Danja?" He followed the cop car for a block and then pulled back off the main road onto the next side road
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"Die Diamanten."
"Diamonds? Did you say diamonds?"
"Ja ... Arrrrrrgghhh!" The scream curdled in her throat and rang in Moes ear like the bells of St. Marys. She slumped against his shifting arm like dead weight. And Moe tasted real fear. He tried to remember a prayer to Saint Anthony he might have learned decades ago.
"Danja, can you hear me? Danja?"
When
brazilian gay porn she didn answer, panic nearly choked him until he realized he could feel the rise and fall of her chest against his arm. She was conked, but at least she was alive. He lurched around a corner and back onto the main road. Fuck the cops. Hed take the chance he could out run them
brazilian gay porn. Six more minutes and hed be at Monas.
Mona. Sweet, sweet Mona. If she didn hate him already, she probably would after tonight. Mona was a grand dame, but even her compassion couldn be expected to accept Moe showing up on her doorstep with a bleeding woman in tow.
He was three minutes away when he felt the warm, sticky wetness and smelled the iron-like aroma of blood. The seat of his car was saturated, and it had seeped through his pants to his bare skin.
Moe had seen a lot of blood in his days, including his own, but nothing compared to this. "Jesus," he said. His voice echoed like he was inside a tomb. A chill ran through his
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