I had no idea what Omega 13 meant. I looked over at Ghosty.
"You mean the fish oil?"
"A little help over here?"
"Not now Mirna, I'm on to something."
"No, really.... Help!"
ghostrek[/member] and I looked over to see Johnny standing over Dr. Nick, a smoking pistol in his hand.
"ok wtf?" said Ghosty, echoing my thoughts exactly.
Then I noticed that Frankie was near Johnny's black bimmer, grappling with the helpless Mirna.
"Frankie, you were the muscle all along?"
I could tell he didn't know how to handle a dame. You can always tell a sixty year old virgin when you see one.
Johnny fired at me sending me and the ghost scrambling for cover.
"Quit screwing around, you dolt. We need put a squeeze on this chick before she squeals to the coppers."
"Wait what? You know I leave that kind of work to the other guys to bid on."
"Get in the car!"
I pulled out my piece and took a few wild shots as they sped away....