The boy was dead and buried. Evan hoped he was buried deep enough. Things had a habit of crawling back to you if they weren't buried deep enough.


You feeling allright Harry?

Fine.

We did just murder a small boy and bury him. No trepidation? Do you perhaps need a hug?

No.

You're such a snoz. A great big snoz. Here I am offering physical comfort to you and you won't even look at me. This is the last time I attempt a kidnapping for profit with you!

Fine.

We're gonna get caught and go to prison and I bet you'll be begging for a hug then.

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