“You’re good, kind,” he wheezes. "But not me. You know what I do. Today I am, tomorrow I will be caught. I live in the shadows, I walk in blood."
"But you love me, right?"
"Right."
“You’re good, kind,” he wheezes. "But not me. You know what I do. Today I am, tomorrow I will be caught. I live in the shadows, I walk in blood."
"But you love me, right?"
"Right."