“I can tell. You’re a fuckin’ circus freak!”

Maybe Bruce didn’t mean that as an insult, but it certainly could be taken as one. Except he had few limits on what he said.

“You can’t tell me? What’s the deal? Hidin’ from the cops or what?”
1998?! Scotland? 𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝.

Her head immediately looked around for surveillance cameras. None, at least here.

“That presents a problem. I’m not supposed to be here, clearly. The less I tell you, the better.”

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