Confessions Of A Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman - Plot & Excerpts
At least I could afford his cut for helping me to kill Cifelli. The bugs made a racket in the car on the way home. By the time I walked through the front door of my apartment, I was happy to feed them to the lizard, if only to get them to shut up. “Ah, music to my ears!” God trilled as I stomped into the kitchen. “I can’t tell you how pleased I am that you’re honoring our deal.” “I told you I would,” I muttered, shoving the lid of his habitat aside and dumping the jumping insects inside. Slamming the lid shut, I picked up the enclosure and carried it into the bedroom. Without being asked, I turned on Wheel of Fortune so that the lizard could eat in front of the TV. “Very kind of you. Very kind indeed,” he crowed, chowing down on one of the bugs. “I realize that it can’t be easy to live in a cage and rely on others for food and entertainment.” He cocked his head to the side and stared at me suspiciously. “What are you up to?” “I’m being empathetic.” “Hmmmm.”
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