Everybody Pays (2001)
“Venom-yellow glare from the naked fluorescent tubes over his head turned his complexion a sickly shade of ugly. The top of the desk was cluttered with paper: tear sheets from the personals column of a local tabloid, phone bills, a porno magazine with the cover ripped halfway off, the local Yellow Pages.The man took a hard puff on the remaining stub of his cigar. He made a sour face, as though the taste had betrayed him. Then he started rooting through the paper clutter for an ashtray. After a few seconds, he made a grunt of disgust and dropped the burning stub on the nicotine-colored linoleum floor. He was grinding it out with his heel when the blonde walked through the office door.“You’re a genius, Lester,” the blonde said, throwing an extra touch of throatiness into her husky whiskey-and-cigarettes voice as she crossed the room and parked one silk-sheathed hip on the edge of the desk. The man she called Lester opened his mouth to respond, but the blonde took a deep breath first, pul...ling his flesh-pouched eyes to her chest.MoreLess
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