(lxviii.)

Senator Morton whirled around, to see Lorelei writhing on the ground, clutching her shoulder.

"...I, uh, I, you, but... how..."

Chet walked up, pistol-in-hand, and grinning ear-to-ear.

"I think we got her, sir."
"Mother fucker!" Lorelei screamed, as she stood up, still holding her right shoulder, "the hell is wrong with you? I came to extend the olive branch, you stupid shit! I came to make peace, dipshit! If I knew you were gonna have one of your Goddamn lackeys try to shoot me, I never would've fucking bothered!"

She pulled her hand away, looked at the blood, and put her hand back. She looked around, and then walked away.

"Wait, so... you're not going to arrest her?"
"No. How far can she go?"



[chapter lxix.]