Chapter 2
She picked up a small hessian bag and I followed her to the next cell, aware of Bull gazing at my butt as we went in. The cell was the same size as Cloes’ but with two bunk sets, with one having a guy curled up in it. Bluto and Pluto was sitting at the table, playing cards.
“Hi, there, boys. We’re ready for our walk of shame to the library.”
They looked at us, then more closely at me.
“By my ancestors dicks,” breathed Pluto, “Just a few hours and Delia is going to slay them in the aisles.”
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