“That’s just fucking great,” said White. His hands were tight on the wheel, jaw muscles rippling with repressed rage. “Sheep on the goddamned road.”
“It’s supposed to be a highway. The map must be wrong,” said Black. He jabbed at it. “See for yourself.”
White closed his eyes, shaking with the effort to control himself. So much was riding on their timing. “The map is not wrong. The clock was not wrong.”
“Well,” said Black. “We all have our opinions.”
White’s annoyance eased after he began to plan how to get rid of Black’s body once this job was finished.
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Well, not everything is black & white.
Just what I was going to say Lore!
Guess we know now what is black and what is white!
It sounds like there will be more work for Inspector Johnson, she is in the area. The same flock of sheep held her up earlier. I do hope that White is not expecting Hutch to do his dirty work. Mike ?
great twist there… after all there seems to be a dividing line between black and white.
A well planned murder often makes one feel better. 🙂