“Have you seen Beebee?”
“No, where’d he go?”
“He was out of whisky, out of smokes; he went to the liquor store.”
“Where the fuck is he now?” 23 more words
A trembling blond woman pounded her palms against the rear window of the limousine. She couldn’t see Doctor Globe through the tinted windows, but her bulging, teary eyes stared at him nonetheless. 1,140 more words
Ah, classy villains and their deep, dark secrets. What's Globe doing under the surface?