Snippet #1016169

"God damn it, Chrissy," Josh snaps at the girl with the gun. "Yeah, I know who you are... not like you're terribly good a keeping a low profile. They've had me clean up after your ars on multiple occasions. I don't come cheap, in any sense of the word." Buttoning his pants, Josh swaggered down the hall straight toward the nose of the gun. "That's an awfully big gun for a small girl like yourself. Why don't you let a big man show you how to handle something like that." He put his right hand on the end of the gun and very slowly began running his fingers over the gun, up Chrissy's hand and arm to her exposed neck. A strawberry scent seemed to stream from her, along with a rather interesting smell that Josh could only guess was coming from whatever shampoo she used. "You know I could make you forget how to use that thing in the snap of a finger, right?"

The fingers on his left hand snapped together as he wiped the image of the girl he'd been with from Chrissy's mind. He didn't wipe the memory of seeing her, just what she looked like, and hoped that the accuracy would be enough to let Chrissy know exactly what she was dealing with. Josh knew her, or at least of her, and knew she was pretty controlled in her own right but being able to see things was as scary as being able to take away chunks of people's lives in the blink of an eye. There was a whole street full of people with missing days because of Chrissy, or he had been told Chrissy, and her inability to be stealthy about anything.

A couple years back a man with dark sun glasses had approached Josh, with a large sum of money, about cleaning up a little mess one of the younger kids had made. Some watcher had gone hay-wire trying to catch their target and ended up shooting up a whole street looking for the guy. As there weren't too many young watchers around Josh could only guess that it had been Chrissy, seen as he'd heard her name passed around, in an attempt to impress someone higher up. Not that he minded taking days from people.

"Now, little Chrissy," Josh murmured, bringing his lips right next to her ear, "what is it that you would like from me and what do you have in return?"