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“Don’t kid me. I look like an old man who’s been taking his vitamins.”
“Does that include black milk?”
He shakes his head.
“The black milk isn’t for us. But celestials can’t get enough of it.”
“You always find a profit angle, don’t you?”
He moves closer, around some broken stage lights.
“Don’t act surprised, Stark. It’s what we do.”
“What kind of odds are there on me killing you and Miss Cranor?”
“Less than you letting us go.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because I’m going to give you everything you want. I’ll take you right to the source of black milk. Explain everything. What you do about it after that is your business. That’s if you promise to let me and Holly leave afterward.”
“Why would you show us black milk?”
“Because there isn’t a damned thing you can do about it.”
“You’re that sure.”
“Quite,” he says happily.
“If you’re straight with us, we’ll let you go.”
He points at the stage.
“I want to hear it from the angel. They’re a bit more trustworthy than a murderer.”
I look at Hesediel.
“It’s agreed,” she says. “If you take us to the source, you will be free to go.”
He slaps his hands together.
“See how easy that was? Well, should we get started?”
When I let go, Candy takes Holly’s arm. I point with the Glock.
“Our truck is over there.”
“Yes. I saw it on the way in. A little small for all of us, don’t you think? I have a van out front. It’ll be much more comfortable.”
I look back at the others.
“The man has a point,” says Bill. “Any closer in the truck and we’ll all know each other in the biblical sense.”
I turn to Hesediel.
“He’s right.”
I call down to Quay.
