"She'd better get used to working nonstop," he says, and they both start laughing.
"You i***t! What about the cameras?"
"The one in there broke earlier today. By the time he noticed and someone replaced it, I'd already had plenty of fun with this newbie. Now get lost!"
I hear the latch click open and the scrawny man enters the room. He stares at me with hungry eyes and looks like a desert rat that hasn't seen food in a long time. His tongue runs over his lips as he sets aside his gun and places it on an old dresser. He unbuckles his belt and takes off his shirt, all very slowly, as if to torture me a little. His gait is heavy, despite his small stature, and it's clear that the little monster has had one too many drinks.
"Strange," he mutters to himself as he sizes me up. "You're way to
