"Okay, you're clearly still high. We have to take her with us so she won't cause trouble but keep her under close watch," Marco patted his left thigh, which I knew was code for 'keep it handy'. Being a future mob boss was very rewarding in that I knew all the secrets. The sneaky sneaky secrets. The triple sneaky secrets.
"Come on," front-seat-guard grabbed my arm and steered me in the direction they were all going in. I tripped over a loose brick and when my face almost kissed the ground, I remembered the question that would've been asked had I not been distracted by Marco's yummy scent. What cologne did he use?
