#Elizabeth used car dealerships

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[colleenmurphy]

Grey Queen's Court / It's Bitch Craft Verse

The Queen still doesn't have a 'true title' yet in my mind but it's slowly getting there. Trying to flesh out the court a little bit, so here goes.

The Henchmen / The Hounds - A band of merry trouble making young Dukes of the Grey Queen's Court. Take on a very dedicated canine appearance while in the mortal realm. Rescues from the Winter King's Court. Training under the Knave of Roses' tutelage.

Lord Petrus of the Greenlands / Thomaz Zieliński - A large nobleman that oversees the midsummer meadows later goes on to become the King of the Rose Court. In the human world he oversees the New York City Parks Department.

The Winter King Fergal the Winter Court / Francis 'Frank' Patrick Flannery - The raving lunatic that once held Col's hand in marriage. A true monster she's set out to hunt to the ends of the earth. Lives for pain and destruction of all that is good in the world. In the human realm he deals in all make and manner of crime and corruption, his latest is running a used car dealership in Hoboken NJ.

Lord William O' Good / Billy Goode - Personal assassin and loyal confidant to both the Grey Queen and King but also the Courts of Spring and Summer. A Secret Keeper in the Society of D'Nan along with his cousin Micajah 'Cage' Astwood / Lord Thistlewood of the Summer Court. Knave of Roses. Owns the local record store 'Goode Music'

Mary Colleen Murphy / Macha Danu Lady of the Roses - Daughter of the goddess Danu and the Imbolc Lord Machallan of the Grey Lands she tip toes precariously through the veils and Fae Courts. Balance keeper & karmic enforcer for women / Key Holder to the Rose Garden. Runs the tavern and bed and breakfast in a tiny little hamlet in upstate New York. Was once a force to be reckoned with in the mergers and acquisitions department of the large city firm. That was long ago before Frank ruined her. Now she'd found balance in the quiet.

Helene Marie Starling / Lady Helene of the Spring Blossoms ( Later Queen of the Spring / Green Courts ) - Daughter to king of the Spring court, King Hervé II and Lady Grace of the Autumn Court. Helene brings both balance and calm to both realms and is a steadfast confidant and best friend to Colleen. Without her vast knowledge of botany and herbology as well as her compassionate nature the world ( and Colleen) would be lost. Brings beauty to the unexpected. Guardian of children and small woodland creatures. In the mortal realm she takes the guise of a small town florist and specialist botany professor at large for the Swanmoore School as well as Chestervale College.

Elizabeth D'Ardenville / Lady Elizabeth of the Summer Court ( Later Queen of the Fae Fire Court ) - Steadfast warrior to her people and equally solid friend to Colleen. She is the spark of imagination in a child's eyes, the burning desire to succeed and the confidence to see it through. Without her mankind would grind to a halt and slowly extinguish itself. Guardian of the Hearth and home. In the mortal realm she exudes confidence and unarmed power; teaches yoga and self defense at the local civic center in weekends. Her day job? blown glass artist who oversees the Artisan Collective Board at Swanmoore School of the Arts as well as instructs the master class

[hauntfcrged]

so; since my version of lorraine is based solely on the conjuring et al movie verses, i am basically coming up with a version of lorraine's history and family that i want, since it's not really touched on in the movies much. all we know from the movies is that she was raised roman catholic, we don't hear anything about her parents except that they were still alive and together during the time that she was dating ed, and we don't know if she has any brothers or sisters in the movie canons so --

basically, i'm just gonna run with what i want.

her father (richard) was a car salesman / possibly ended up as a manager or owning his own car lot before it was all said and done, mother (elizabeth) was a stay at home mother of five children that survived into toddler age (out of eight); four survived to adolescence / adulthood. lorraine was the middle child, second oldest sister. michael, isobel, lorraine, luke and mark; luke passed when he was four years old.

lorraine helped out around the house growing up, learning to sew, cook, tend to the household chores, helped with her younger siblings etc. she was in the church choir and in chorus in school, and did a year or two of drama but quickly decided she much preferred doing makeup and costuming, behind the scenes things, rather than being in the spotlight. she was well read, and did well in school, but never had any aspirations to attend college. her older brothers worked at the dealership with her father, as a salesman and mechanic, and she spent some summers and weekends working as a secretary and helping cleaning the cars and offices for extra pocket money that she would use to buy fabric and treats for her younger siblings or treat herself to the occasional cinema and diner night out with her friends.

she did graduate high school, though she and ed had been married a few weeks before her graduation because he was being deployed, so her high school diploma does list her married name.

[genesistire]

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Eugene P. Gabor

Eugene P. Gabor, of Forty Fort, passed away Friday, April 12th, at Wilkes-Barre General Hospital, surrounded by his family.

Born in Nanticoke on October 25, 1949, he was the son of the late Stephen and Loretta Gabor.

Gene graduated from St. Mary’s – St. Nick's High School and Luzerne County Community College. He served with the 402nd Military Police division, Wilkes-Barre. Later, he began working with his father in the automobile industry, doing business as Gabe’s Motors, on Lower Broadway, Nanticoke, until the Agnes Flood of 1972. They rebuilt the dealership on the Sans Souci Highway and remained in business until selling the Dodge Franchise in 2006. He continued his love of cars by opening a used car lot in Larksville for a few years before retiring.

Gene was not a man to sit at home. He loved talking to customers and remained active working first at Fine Wine & Good Spirits, South Main Street, Wilkes-Barre, and then part time at Market 32, Edwardsville.

Surviving are his wife of 53 years, Joyce, daughters, Michelle (John) Olinyk, Dalton; Kimberly (Rob) Piorkowski, Kingston; Kristen (Joe) Alonzo, Easton; two grandsons and his best buddies, Anthony and Jayson Alonzo, who adored him as their Papa.

Family and friends are asked to call on Thursday, April 18th from 10 to 10:30 AM at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Parish, 116 Hughes St., Swoyersville, PA 18704.

A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 10:30 AM on Thursday, April 18th at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Parish.

In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made in his name to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, PO Box 50, Memphis, TN 38101-9929.

Arrangements entrust to Hugh B. Hughes & Son, Inc., Funeral Home, 1044 Wyoming Avenue, Forty Fort.

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[karenarella22]

Seventh.

This Chapter Contains Graphic Content, Read it at your own risk.

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-Today is August 16th 2018, it is 10:38 and we will begin with the statement of Elizabeth Morgan, you can introduce yourself and tell us your age and relationship with the victim please-

-My name is Elizabeth Morgan...-

-Looking at the camera, please- I point to the device over my left shoulder.

-I am 40 years old and I am the widow of Nick Morgan-

-When was the last time you saw your husband alive? - I look at the notes in our file.

-I saw him on June 27th when he was getting ready to go to work- she moved her hair out of the way on a ponytail.

-What time was that? - I take note of his words.

-At approximately 8 in the morning...sorry I don't understand what are we doing here, the police already took my statement from me when they went to notify me of the death of my husband...-

-We know that, but in order to build a good case against your husband's murderer we have to have all the facts clear, it is good that the statements are recorded in case at any time the jury needs to see them as evidence, don't worry, these are formalities so as not to run the risk of the statement changing and this influencing the investigation, you just have to say if you think that you require a lawyer here and we'll call one for you, but it's just a routine statement, I don't think you'll need a lawyer, right?-

-Of course not, let's continue then- she smiles and settles in the chair, one leg over the other keeping her scrupulous eyes on every detail of my attire.

-Do you know of someone who would like to hurt their husband?-

-I really don't know, as I already told the previous officer- she clarifies with a hint of annoyance in his voice- Nick was very patient with people, he worked in customer service at a car dealership all day, so he didn't knew if he had enemies or not, we didn't talk about work when we were at home-I nod.

-Perfect- Dylan intervenes- How was the relationship between you two?-

-Well we weren't perfect, we had our arguments but we resolved our differences- she shrugs, downplaying the situation.

-Have you ever heard the name of Thomas Wester?-

-No, who is he? - She asks.

-According to the phone records of your husband's cell phone, Thomas Wester and your husband were lovers- she furiously clenches her fists, rising from her chair, hitting her hands on the metal table that separates us.

- How dare you say such barbarities about my husband? – Serenely I took a sheet of the evidence folder and placed it in front of her eyes.

-These are the conversations between the two victims that our digital forensic analysis team managed to recover from your husband's phone, some are explicit messages and others not so much but they profess an eternal love between the two of them, don't you think?-

-Then it was true...- she growls between teeth as she takes the sheets of papers to read them. She drastically changes her gaze letting us see the true self of this woman, aggressive and dangerous.

-Giving your attitude I assume you already knew about it- I crossed my arms accommodating my anatomy on the chair with my gaze fixed on those empty eyes that were hiding behind the façade of grieving widow.

-I suspected it actually- Elizabeth takes a seat back in her place-Not really until the date he disappeared-

-What made you change your mind, Mrs. Morgan? - I make more observations in my notebook.

-The day he disappeared I received a brown paper envelope, it had no address or postal code, what it did have were certain photos- she shakes his head from side to side as if trying to prevent these memories from reappearing.

-What photos?-that's Dylan again.

-Photos of my husband, you know- she rotates her hands clearly uncomfortable-.

-No, I don't know, ma'am, I remind you that everything you don't say or stop saying can be misused in court I need concrete information, if you need a lawyer to advise you, we'll call you one, so I'll ask you again to be explicit, please-

-They were photos of my husband with that Thomas guy- she gnashes her teeth with fury.

-You must have felt a lot of anger I suppose-

-That's right, but I just wanted to find him- the widow's pseudo-lament is interrupted by the door that opens, revealing Cadet Becket with a piece of paper in his hand.

-Becket it better be important...-

-Yes, of course, excuse the interruption- he approaches the table without taking his eyes off the woman- we found something that you guys should know- I take the paper reading it briefly.

-Thank you very much, cadet, this will be very helpful- I look back at the widow- well ma'am we'll take a minute, I have to check some information I'll be right back- I turn off the video camera, leave the room and walk directly to the conference room where Dylan is next to the sergeant.

I watch the screen for a few seconds, inside the interrogation room there are always two cameras available to the police, a manual one that allows us to interview criminals and close-up shots of the confessions that are later analyzed by the behavioral analyst of the police. Brigade and one built into the wall, usually to record interrogations of victims and possible suspects who, so that they do not feel intimidated, is always recording from an angle where they cannot see the camera, even when they are told that they are being filmed.

A completely different woman is the one I see now; she angrily walks from one side to the other as if she were a caged lion looking for a way to escape, rubbing her restless desperate hands in search of a little peace.

-Make the call I'll go for the prosecutor- I take the phone and dial the number written on a small crumpled piece of paper on the table. I look through the screen waiting for some new development. The phone rings on the other end of the line, the widow reaches into her purse and pulls out a mobile phone. Answering what appears to be an urgent call.

-Hello?-

-Hello Elizabeth or should I call you fury? - I walk back to the interrogation room- I think you will need a lawyer now-

-What are you talking about?-is she really playing dumb?

-Elizabeth Morgan, you are under arrested for 6 counts of murder and the attempted murder of Thomas Wester, in addition to illicit association to commit the crimes- I take the woman's arms and put the handcuffs on her with a little effort- you have the right to a lawyer, if you can't afford one the state will provide one...-

-Wait please, what can I do to save myself from death penalty?-ok... that was faster than I thought it would be.

-Depends on what you can offer us- I sit her back in the chair abruptly.

-I want it on paper, a deal that ensures that they will not give me the death penalty and that I will be serving a sentence in a minimum security prison- I hear the prosecutor enter the room.

-Good afternoon detective... Mrs. Morgan-

-Greg- I greet him without taking my eyes off the harpy widow who is complaining about how painful the handcuffs are.

-We don't usually negotiate with assassins, ma'am, why do you think that with you the situation will be different-

-I know the identity of all the participants in the murders, and the place where they usually meet, there are the plans of all the murders, they were planned and are meticulously detailed and also I know who the last victim is- she mocks.

-Who?-

-I want the deal, then I'll tell you everything- she leans on the back of the chair, I look at Greg who, with no other alternative, sits in front of her and begins to write the paper that will seal the fate of the life of some poor soul that he will not even know what he did wrong to fall into the clutches of this malicious group.

It all comes down to a sheet of paper and a pen.

Once I remove the handcuffs without second thoughts, the woman who at some point called herself fury takes the pen and signs her name at the bottom of the page.

-Ok now speak- I demand.

-Take a seat official because this will be very long story to tell-

-About 8 months ago I received a letter on the porch of my house, just a piece of paper with an address inside and a quote that said "I have information about your husband's adventures" this caused me a lot of intrigue because it was right at the time in which Nick began to act differently, the usual late arrivals, phone calls at strange hours which he answered in another room, the typical of an affair. Believing that he was a jilted ex, I decided to approach the address and see what was happening.When I came to a forest just outside of Little Peak, a very old cabin with a small windmill by the door near a creek, I thought for a moment that they couldn't get more romantic, the place is right in the middle of nowhere I was sure no one could find it- my stomach churns at his words.

That old oak shack was almost dismantled by the elements after we abandoned it, I don't think it's the same place but how many shacks in the middle of Little Peak can there be with a windmill at the door.

-When I got to the entrance the door was half open, I decided to go in, I went through the central living room of the house where there was no one...-

-Without so much detail please, this is not a novel- I interrupt anxiously, I move my leg trying to release the anxiety that just remembering that gloomy space causes me.

When I got to the back garden I saw at least six more people, the one I assumed to be the owner of the house began to speak, at first I was angry, I thought it had been a bad joke since neither my husband nor his supposed lover were there, in his place were six strangers whom I had never seen in my life, the supposed leader began to read from a book, old leather- she makes some gestures with his hands- it seemed like a bad joke but as he was reading his reasons seemed logical to me, he talked about getting rid of the impure people around us, of the problems that they bring us, he said that we should continue with the legacy that the universe had placed on our shoulders, he said that we should plunge this town into chaos again in order to cleanse our souls, his arguments were so convincing, as if a force controlled us since we entered that house, and we all agreed to do so.

That house, damn house seems to influence the thoughts of everyone who enters there.

-I need an exact map of the place where the cabin is located, please- I impatiently handed her my notebook and pen, as well as the names of all the people you met.

A Machiavellian smile appears brightening his face as she writes with all the patience a human being can have. The prosecutor motions for me to step outside for a moment, leaving her in Becket's hands.

[hileyacura]

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[sheriffslop]

Ranch Fam Headcannons !!

By ; Lop !!

Generalized !!

✨ The family tree goes a bit like, Marnie is Shane’s paternal aunt, and Shane, of course took Jas in after her parents passed away - he’s currently in the process of adopting her officially, but adoption processes take a long, long time, so they still have to go to Zuzu City to visit a social worker in charge of her case at least once every two months.

✨ The family surname is “Trescothik” !! It is a bit strange, and for the longest time, Jas had a hard time pronouncing it, Shane definitely hates it, and Marnie knows the history of their last name to the details.

✨ The family was born and raised on the ranch, but Marnie’s brother / Shane’s father ended up getting a scholarship to play Gridball for the Tunnelers a long, long time ago, so he moved to the city, met Shane’s mother, before he ended up kicking Shane out of the house at nineteen, when he moved in with Marnie.

🌻 Marnie 🌻

✨ Marnie’s full name is “Mariana Elizabeth Trescothik”.

✨ Marnie has awful handwriting, and she writes very quickly, normally when she’s preoccupied, so her handwriting is near to illegible unless she takes her time, and even then it’s sloppy. Lots of people think that Harvey is the one leaving ads on the community board until they see her name. 👀🥂

✨ Marnie is actually allergic to cats and dogs, but that doesn’t stop her sweet heart from petting every adorable puppy and kitty she comes across. She’ll start sneezing within thirty minutes of being around them, but she claims it’s worth it. 💕

✨ Marnie has dyslexia on top of her bad handwriting. 👀🥂

✨ Marnie has a higher likelihood of getting cancer, and she’s equally as paranoid about it as she is morbidly interested. She checks out oncology textbooks from the library and will read them next to her bed all the time. 👀🥂

✨ Marnie makes her own goat milk soap in an attempt to get along with the other moms in town. Jodi and Caroline throw them away as soon as she leaves, while Robin uses it as hand soap. 👀🥂

✨ Marnie is completely unaware that Jodi and Caroline think she’s weird, Robin wants to tell her, but is nervous about hurting Marnie’s feelings. 👀🥂

✨ Marnie doesn’t actually like Lewis, she’s just really lonely. 🥂

✨ Marnie inherited the ranch from her father !! 💕

✨ Marnie was a huge daddy’s girl growing up, still is, and remembers her dad fondly. 💕

🐔 Shane 🐔

✨ Shane’s full name is “Shane Lee Trescothik”, very generic, and he dislikes it, a lot. 👀🥂

✨ Back in high school, he played as the attacking midfielder. 👀🥂

✨ Shane was the popular douche gridball joth. His teammates called him “The Slaughterhouse”, and his senior yearbook is full of little signatures referring to him as such, and his guilty pleasure is reading all of them, though he’d never let his partner read it. 💕

✨ Shane actually has a built upper body. Broad shoulders, strong arms, built chest. Other than that, he definitely has a beer chugging dad bod, and if you don’t draw him as such, it is slander. /LH !! 💕

✨ Shane’s five foot seven !! 💕

✨ Shane actually took a bit of time to read and research at the saloon while he was trying to breed blue chickens, it was weird seeing him with books at the bar, but Emily made sure that nobody said anything to him. She actively took interest in his chicken breeding journey and visited him to see his progress. This lead to rumors that they were a thing. 👀🥂

✨ He learned his handyman skills from Marnie, because his dad never cared to teach him. 👀🥂

✨ Shane’s first job was at his dad’s used car dealership, he had to clean the cars before they went on display, for twenty five gold per car. He was severely underpaid. 👀🥂

✨ Shane inherited his alcoholism / alcoholic tendencies from both his parents. 👀🥂

✨ Shane has the harmful coping mechanism of hitting / punching himself when he’s upset, overstimulated, or angry. 👀🥂

✨ Shane blows raspberries into his hens’ chest fluff. 💕

🌹 Jas 🌹

✨ Jasmine does not have the family surname, and her full name is “Jasmine Marie Barker”. 💕

✨ Jas regularly tries to hook Shane up with either Penny or Emily, unaware that Penny is far too young for him and Emily is a 💕 lesbian 💕.

✨ Jas is black. That’s it. That’s the hot take. 👀🥂

✨ Jas ends up loving video games and regularly heads into Shane’s room to play on his Mega Station. 💕

✨ Jas loves chasing the animals around the farm, especially in the rain. She always comes in all muddy. 💕

✨ Jas’s favorite color is purple. She once ate a purple crayon and had to go home from tutoring early. Worth it. 💕

✨ Jas needs glasses, but doesn’t tell Marnie or Shane that she needs them until she’s twelve because she doesn’t want to look like a nerd. 👀🥂

✨ Jas definitely thinks that Vincent is cute, and would definitely be his girlfriend, but she finds the idea of being married gross for the sole purpose of “married grownups fart in front of each other, and I do not want to fart in front of him”. 👀🥂

✨ Jas has a popsicle stick replica of the Sign Of The Vessel under her pillow, and prays to her parents every Thursday night. 👀🥂

[fallingfor-fics]

What We Were- Chapter 1: Thats is?

A Beth and Rio fan fiction, Wattpad: fallingforfics

not my gif

Warnings: none

Beth POV

      "Well what the hell are we supposed to do?!" "Ruby calm down I will figure it out!"I yelled at Ruby. "That's what you said last time and look where we are now!" "Guys omg! Fighting and arguing with each other isn't going to help the situation!" "Stay out of this Annie we don't need your input right now" "Well I'm sorry Beth but it's not like we are making progress on how to fix this whole mess!" "Ok,ok guys let's just breathe and take a second to collect ourselves"

        This was probably one of the worst days ever and lord knows I have had my share of bad days. We were going about our day all was fine,we were doing our normal routines of washing bills and then bam! We get into a car accident. Thankfully on a back road because my airbag deployed and pills went everywhere I didn't realize they were in this particular car.         Everyone was alright except for the deer we hit. Now we were all fighting because there were hundreds of pills flung about. I don't know why we all started fighting I mean we picked up all the pills we could find besides the few hundred that landed in the lake next to us and I guess the car wasn't too badly damaged.          The only issue the others had was having to confront Rio and telling him not only did we crash the car but we lost almost a third of the stash that was hidden in the steering wheel. I just think that they are making it a bigger deal than it is. I'm sure he won't get to mad and it's not like they will go with me. We all know they make me do the one on one meetings with Rio even when it's bad news. Like right now.         "Ok here's what we will do the car is still drivable so we will drive back home and I will drop you guys of then I guess I'll go deal with Rio myself" "Damn right your dealing with him yourself" Annie scoffed. "Well you know I can always just leave y'all here and drive home myself if your gonna act like that" "Ok geez let's just get in the car and go"Ruby whispered "Thank you,gosh" I sighed.          We then got in the car and drove back into town I dropped off Ruby and Annie and headed to the dealership to get my car and leave this one in the shop. Once all that was done I went back home to change.           I stood there looking in the mirror,on my third outfit as if it mattered what I was wearing. It wasn't like he cared at all. I shouldn't care, I shouldn't care what he thinks because it doesn't matter it's not like we are going anywhere. The one night in the bathroom was just that one night. Nothing more he didn't care. "He doesn't care." I said out loud to myself over and over again. I just decided on skinny jeans and a v-neck black sweater.        I texted him awhile ago that we needed to meet he hast responded but I know that he will so I wanted to be ready all I had to do was apply some mascara. Dean was working late at work and the kids were at their grandmas. I looked at the clock 10:30pm. Damn it's late he actually might not respond. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs to wait and get some water.          I leaned over the sink to fill up my glass. And stared at my reflection in the window as I took a sip. I was feeling nauseous and I had no idea why I mean I wasn't feeling sick. I didn't have a fever. I guess it could be nervousness.         All of the sudden Rio walked into the reflection in the window standing behind me. "Shit! Rio what the hell!"I gasped. "Wassup you wanted to meet me?" He said with that aggravating but sexy smirk that makes me forget how to breathe for a second. "Yeah! I expected you to text me back and say where not for you to just show up in my house! And give me a heart attack!" "Oh I'm sorry Elizabeth" he said sarcastically "but it sounded urgent and I have stuff I gotta take care off soooo can we make this quick" he said as he leaned back against the kitchen island right in front of me.         My back now against the sink, me facing him. "Yeah,um so me and the others where um driving to deliver stuff and hit a deer and the airbag deployed and the pills kinda went everywhere and about a third of them landed into the lake next to us. We picked up all the ones we could find that were around us! But yeah..."I just stood there looking around and at my feet trying not to make eye contact. Waiting for a response.          A minute or two went buy with him just staring at me. I was waiting for an outburst of anger or him breaking something or yelling and me but he was just quiet. "Okay" was all he said. "Wait what? Why do you mean "okay" did you not here what I just said, hundreds of drugs are in the lake!" I shouted "I know and don't worry I'll take care of it"          "That's it? No 'you have to go clean it up' or 'your done' or any yelling?" "You know you almost sound disappointed I'm not angry at you" "What? No I just.. I don't understand I don't get it" I said while looking at him. "Just accept it ok? and just leave it with I'll take care of it aight?" "Ye-Yeah ok sure" "Great now I got stuff I gotta do. So you have a good night Elizabeth." "Yeah you too" and with that he just walked away.

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[tenacioususedcars]

8 Ways to Keep Your Old Car Running Strong

Vehicles are a huge part of anyone’s life. They drive us to our jobs, drive the kids to all of their activities, and are essential for running errands. Without a vehicle, it would be impossible to do everything we need to do with any time left over for things we enjoy. After the worst of days, it feels great to get in the car and head home for some much-needed relaxation.

People in the U.S. especially rely on their vehicles. In 2011, the U.S. Census Bureau shows that about 7 million workers drive an hour or more on their commutes to and from work. When you add in errands, vacations, and fun trips, it’s a lot of time spent behind the wheel every single day.

Out of need, Americans have become good at keeping their vehicles in good running shape, and that doesn’t just apply to those who collect and maintain older vehicles. Everyone, globally that is, is looking to keep their vehicles in the best shape they can to avoid the added costs of repairs or even having to buy new vehicles or heaven-forbid used cars for sale in Port Elizabeth. When driving, you’ll see cars from the 90s still going strong, and you may even see some that look almost just as good as the day they were bought. According to Polk, in 2013, the average age of every car on the roads was about 11 years. This is evidence that people in the U.S. really try to keep their cars in good condition.

In this day and age, there are so many resources that inform drivers about how to keep their vehicles in great shape so they run as long as possible. The secret is regular maintenance — a lot of it. Check out some of the age-old maintenance necessities below.

Change your oil and oil filter often. Kelley Blue Book indicates that the single best thing you can do to extend the life of your engine is to get regular oil changes. Not doing so can cause a lot of problems with the engine over time. Though any garage that changes your oil can also change the filter, you need to ensure that it gets taken care of one way or another. Make sure you take down the date and mileage after each oil change so you know when your vehicle is due for another one. Often times, the place you last got your oil change will attach a windshield sticker or email you for a reminder.

Replace your transmission fluid and differential oil. It’s not often that this needs to be done, but if you’re concerned, check your vehicle’s manual for the suggested timeframes for changing them.

Add a new coolant. Every once in awhile, you’ll have to flush out your coolant and add some fresh coolana whilein, your car’s manual will have the suggested intervals.

Maintain your wheel bearings. Wheel bearings are important because they ensure the smooth running of the tires. When checking in for your next car check-up, make sure to ask for a wheel inspection to see if your bearings are in OK condition. Usually, this only involves adding some grease to the bearings to get them moving smoothly again.

Change your brake fluid. This helps fend off moisture, leaving your brakes free of rust and corrosion.

Keep your exterior clean. It’s recommended that you wax and wash your car four times per year at a minimum. For those who aren’t sure how to wax their car, just run it through your local car wash.

Keep the interior out of heavy sunlight. Your interior can take a real beating with the sun pounding on it day after day, especially in warm climates. It’s recommended that you park in the shade whenever possible or use a sunshade to keep your interior fresh and looking new.

Wipe off debris. If you drive in a cold climate, you may be aware of the salt that sticks to the bottom of your vehicle. Make sure you eliminate all of that and any other debris before you wash it, otherwise, you may get paint damage.

Related: Used cars in great condition are also more likely to fetch a higher price from a dealership in PE that offers used cars for sale, like Group 1 Cars, which only sells cars that fit their quality standards.

To keep your vehicle in great shape, it only takes a bit of initiative in the form of having your car taken in for maintenance every once in a while. You may benefit from printing this list out and having it around so you can refer to it every once in a while. Any weird sounds or unusual car problems should prompt you to seek the help of a mechanic as soon as possible. Another pretty obvious tip for keeping your car in good shape is to avoid accidents at all costs. If you are worried about driving safely, there are defensive driving courses that you can take through a traffic school to sharpen your skills. In a defensive driving course, you’ll also learn some more about properly maintaining your car to extend its life. 

Article from https://secondhandvehicles.weebly.com/journal/8-ways-to-keep-your-old-car-running-strong

[carry-the-sky]

your tongue told me every lie

back on my brio bullshit! this is an old fic that i decided to clean up a bit, and then *ahem* add an e rating to. it’s set in some vague s2 timeline, because i miss s2. :/

inspired by this fantastic piece of art by @lindigo 🔥🔥🔥 also on ao3!!

many thanks to my dear friend @kastlecastles for looking this over. <3

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The day after the cops almost find Boomer’s body, Annie suggests they take the night off, just the three of them. No work, no family—

“And no extracurricular friends,” Annie emphasizes, side-eyeing Beth as she says it, which Beth does not appreciate. She’s about to say as much, but then Ruby is emerging from the closet, holding a dress Beth has no memory of buying. It’s sleek and cherry-red, and she feels exposed just looking at it. 

“No—” she starts to protest, but Ruby holds up a hand.

“You’re wearing it,” she says, fixing Beth with a stare that chases her rebuttal back down her throat. “Don’t get me wrong, you rock a pantsuit better than Hillary—”

“Way better than Hillary,” Annie interjects, then shrugs when Beth glares at her.

“—but we’re going glam, tonight,” Ruby finishes. She hangs the dress on the door. “You’re wearing it.”

And that’s the end of that.

.

She brings the dress to work. It hangs on the back of the door to Dean’s office—her office, now, her door—and Beth feels a small thrill every time she sees it, anticipation and nerves all blended up in the pit of her stomach.

It’s not that she‘s ashamed of her body, or the way she looks. She knows her curves are sexy. She’s just not sure anyone else does.

(Beth absolutely does not think about Rio. She doesn’t think about his hungry eyes raking up the entire length of her body, or the way his tongue sometimes darts between his teeth when he’s looking at her. She doesn’t think about that night at the bar, how firm his hand was when he grasped her thigh, palmed the curve of her breast—)

Beth keeps her door wide open the rest of the day.

.

She’s utterly exhausted by closing time, but it’s a good feeling. I can do this, she thinks as she packs up, doing one last circuit around the sales floor. I can do this well.

She hasn’t forgotten about the dress, but that light and airy anticipation from earlier has evaporated, leaving her stomach heavy with dread. For a moment, Beth considers telling Annie and Ruby that she forgot it, or that it didn’t fit—but that somehow feels worse than just putting the stupid thing on, so she begrudgingly yanks it off the hanger and goes to the dealership’s bathroom to change.

The sharp fluorescent lights do nothing to lift her mood, and she scrunches her nose at her reflection. The dress itself isn’t bad, it’s just—not her.

She laughs aloud. None of this—robbing a bank, laundering money for a street criminal, sleeping with said criminal, assuming management over her husband’s car dealership—none of this is her, is it? She’s not so sure, anymore.

Be a boss bitch.

Beth sizes up her reflection in the mirror, the sleek dress with its sweetheart neckline.

Yeah. She can do that.

Beth almost doesn’t see him. She’s shoving her work clothes unceremoniously into her bag when movement flashes in her periphery, and she yelps—

“So I guess y’all don’t do casual Fridays,” Rio says, a smile spreading wide across his face as he eyes the dress, her red pumps.

Beth blows out a shaky breath. “You scared the shit out of me. Don’t you ever, I don’t know, use a cell phone?”

“Nah, I’m old-fashioned.” He’s sitting at her desk, a smirk still playing at his lips, and Beth is torn between wanting to slap him or do something else to wipe that expression off his face.

“What do you want?” she says. “We’re closing soon, which for most people would mean come back tomorrow—”

Rio quirks an eyebrow. “I’m not most people.”

“Look,” Beth snaps, “as much fun as your drive-by visits are, I don’t have time for this tonight.”

“What, you got a hot date, or somethin’?”

Beth scoffs. “Maybe I do, yeah.”

Rio just looks at her for a second, his eyes hazy even in the glow of early-evening light filtering in through her office windows. Beth doesn’t like the way it’s stirring something up in her gut, warm and slow like sun-warmed honey.

“What,” she sighs, “do you want?”

Rio shifts in his chair, legs spreading slightly. “Just wanted to see how my business is doin’.”

“Excuse me, your business?”

“Sixty-percent, yeah? Last time I checked, that’s more than half. Which means it’s more mine than yours, sweetheart.”

Anger sparks in her chest, hot and fast. Her cheeks are warm with it. “Get out,” she demands. “Now.”

Rio leans forward. “You gonna make me?”

She’s not sure how it happened, but she’s standing almost directly in front of him. From this angle, she can see the shadow that the collar of his shirt casts across his throat.

From this angle, he has to look up at her.

“You don’t scare me,” she says, her voice a low scrape of sound.

He wants to touch her—she can feel the want radiating off him, can see the lines of his tendons as he clenches his fingers against his knees. But he doesn’t move. When it comes to—this, whatever the hell it is, he’s always let her take the lead.

She should leave, now. She should—

She can’t explain what makes her reach out, what makes her brush the tips of her fingers against his arm. His skin is smoother than she expects, the muscles of his forearm taut beneath her hand.

“Right,” he says, voice hoarse. His eyes are fixed on her. “Right, ‘cause you’re the boss, now.”

And then he’s got a hand on her, his palm curved around the meat of her thigh. His fingers skate upwards, teasing around the dress’s hem. Beth feels each point of contact like a laser, every one of her nerve endings attuned to where he’s touching her.

“Annie and Ruby are waiting for me,” she breathes.

Rio’s eyes are wildfire. “So let ‘em wait.” 

His hand skims higher, and Beth spasms when the pad of his thumb slips beneath her panties. He huffs a laugh, looking so goddamn pleased with himself. “You like that, ma?”

Beth narrows her eyes, but it’s useless—her legs are quivering beneath his hands, and she knows he can feel it. “You are such an asshole,” she hisses. 

“ ‘S one school of thought,” he murmurs, the words slow and husky. His eyes don’t leave her face as his fingers graze her inner thigh, and her breath catches in her throat. She still hasn’t closed up shop, and yeah, it’s the end of the day, but someone could still walk in, someone could see—

It’s dangerous, what she’s doing. It’s bad. 

Pleasure sparks between her legs, and Beth has to resist the urge to clamp her thighs together. Her nails dig into his arm, and something bright flashes behind his eyes, something predatory. He’s looking at her like he wants to open her up, see what comes spilling out. See exactly what she’s made of.

You’re the boss, now. 

She draws herself up slightly, chin jutting out. “You gonna take all day down there?” she says, proud that her voice stays steady. “Like I said, I have somewhere to be.” 

Rio makes a noise in his throat, rumbling low like thunder, and she knows she has him. Satisfaction unfurls in her chest—and then he’s sliding a finger into her, and all coherent thought is driven from her head, lost to the rush of her pulse in her ears, the delicious stretch as he eases his way in.

It’s muscle memory that has her grasping at his shoulder, her pelvis canting into his palm to chase the friction. Rio pushes deeper, and she has to bite her lip to keep quiet. She slants her neck up toward the ceiling, her eyes shuttering.

“Like it when you boss me around,” he’s saying, dragging his finger out before pumping into her again. Beth can’t help it this time—she shudders, a soft whimper breaking past her lips. Slowly, Rio slips his finger out again, teasing lazy circles around her entrance. Beth’s hand jumps to his wrist, tugging emphatically. “Yeah,” Rio laughs, “yeah, just like that.”

“Didn’t—tell you to stop,” Beth gasps.

“Loud ‘n clear, darlin’,” Rio says, adding another finger as he plunges between the slick of her folds. Beth’s nails bite the skin on the underside of his wrist, and her stomach squirms pleasantly at his sharp intake of breath. She would die before admitting it, but the way he makes her feel, strong as steel, the exact fucking opposite of the good little porcelain doll she’s been her entire life—it’s intoxicating. She wants to drown in it, in him.

Rio crooks his fingers, hitting an angle that makes her writhe. His thumb knuckles softly against her clit, and Beth can feel the tension coiling in her belly already, everything shrinking at the edges. His breath is coming faster now, jagged like the edge of a knife, and she could come just like this, but it’s not enough. Her entire body draws taut like a bowstring at the memory of his cock inside of her, filling her up—

Beth rocks forward, rucking her dress up around her thighs as she brackets her knees around him. He tilts his pelvis to meet her, pulling his fingers out, and the sound of protest she starts to make sticks in her throat as the movement grinds her against the hard ridge of his erection. Her blood sings, hazy-hot desire jolting up the column of her spine.

Beth’s hand darts to his pants, grasping at the zipper. Rio laughs softly, both palms sliding around her ass. “I know you’re in a hurry, but damn, baby.” He squeezes, the pads of his fingers kneading into her. “I ain’t a piece of meat.”

“Shut up,” she grits between her teeth.

Rio tsks, head tilting to one side. “Manners, Elizabeth.” His hands splay, fingers caging her hips. His face is inches from hers, so close that she sees the spaces between his lashes, feels his breath when he exhales. He dips his head, mouth ghosting her clavicle. “What would those PTA bitches say,” he murmurs, each word like a brand against her skin. “Huh? You think you’re just like ‘em, but here you are, down in the shit. Rollin’ around in it.” His lips drift higher, to the hollow of her throat. “Think you’re so much better than ‘em, than me. But you ain’t.”

Anger and arousal flush through her in equal parts. He’s always known how to say to rile her up, burrow under her skin like a splinter. She can’t dislodge him, no matter how hard she tries. And the thing is, he’s not wrong. Down in the muck and the shadows, she knows who she is.

He’s shining a light on all her dirty laundry, but Beth isn’t here for that. She doesn’t owe him anything, much less the truth.

So she does the only thing that will shut him up—hooks a hand under his chin, and brings her mouth crashing down to his.

It’s not soft, and she doesn’t want it to be. They trade kisses like punches—she bites his lower lip, and in retaliation his tongue thrusts into her mouth. Her hands are everywhere; sliding around the nape of his neck, curved like claws at his jawline, pressed to his jugular. One of Rio’s hands skates up her sternum, yanking her dress and bra aside so he can tweak a nipple between his fingers. The other hand fumbles with his pants, shucking them down his thighs.

She feels when his cock springs free. He jerks his hips, and Beth gasps as the tip rubs against her cunt.

Rio snags her lower lip between his teeth, biting just hard enough to sting. “You want it?” he rasps, tongue darting out to wet his lips. He brushes her entrance again, but he pulls away slightly as she cants toward him. He’s playing with her, making her work for what she wants. Making her beg. It’s what he’s always done—why should this be any different?

Fuck that. She’s gonna take what she wants.

Beth pulls at her panties so hard she hears the fabric tear. It was a nice pair, expensive, but in this moment she couldn’t give less of a fuck. She pushes against him, swirling around the head of his cock, and she feels a pinch of triumph when he hisses through his teeth.

“You want bossy?” she says, and she almost doesn’t recognize her own voice. “Fuck me. Now.”

She locks eyes with him as he pushes inside, so she sees the moment he breaks. His jaw goes slack, his lower lip plush and jutting out in a way that’s so him, so familiar it makes her chest ache.

She’s dipping into her feelings, too close for comfort. Beth shifts her weight, pushing herself up on her knees before sinking down onto him again, and the pressure in her chest evaporates. He feels so goddamn good, stretching her out the way she remembers. Filling her up, no room for anything else.

Rio thrusts into her, sheathing his cock to the hilt, and the guttural cry that rips from her throat is entirely involuntary. She bears down on him, grinding her hips in a frenetic circle, and then he’s pumping into her harder, fucking her in earnest. The wet slap of skin on skin fills her office, punctuated by the lewd noises each of them is making.

“That’s it, ma, that’s—fuck—” Rio groans. He’s grabbing her waist so hard she’s sure she’ll have bruises tomorrow, but she doesn’t care. All she cares about is chasing the warmth that’s building in the pit of her stomach.

Beth braces her arms on his shoulders and surges up on her knees. His cock slams up into her, right against her clit, and she’s so fucking close, she can almost taste it on her tongue. He rams into her, again and again, and his thumb slips between them, circling just the right spot—

Her orgasm hits like lightning, blinding heat and static. She throws her head back in a wordless cry as all the air swoops from her lungs. She can’t breathe. She can’t—anything. She can’t remember the last time she came this hard.

(Yes, she can. It was in that fucking bathroom, his breath hot on her neck and his name stuck on her tongue).

Rio is still hard, still pumping into her, his arms solid like a wall around her. He’s the only thing holding her up. She’s still coming down, but already she can feel the embers stirring again, stoked by his nails digging half-moons into her torso, his cock inside her.

Will she ever have her fill of him?

“Desk,” she pants, jutting her chin.

His hips stutter, and his brow creases with confusion for a nanosecond before he gets it. In one swift motion, he hooks her legs around him and pivots them so that she’s on her back on the desk. Beth can vaguely feel something digging into her lumbar—a pen, maybe—but she’s too boneless to care.

Rio props himself on his forearms, framing her face. His pupils are blown wide like dinner plates, his chest heaving with how hard he’s breathing. “You cheated, mama,” he pants, fucking into her so hard that something goes crashing from her desk to the floor. “Didn’t—wait for me.”

“C’mon, then,” she breathes, digging the heels of her pumps into his back to urge him on. His eyes flash, and he ruts into her once, twice—

He spills into her with a choked-off grunt, his entire lean frame quivering.

For several moments, the only sound is the two of them breathing. The sun has dipped low in the sky outside, casting long shadows across his face. It makes him look like one of those abstract paintings, something that’s not quite real.

Beth knows what’s real. She suspects that he does, too.

But none of that matters. This will play out the same way it always does—the dust will settle, and they’ll both go back to pretending. Beth thinks they could fill up an ocean with all of the things they aren’t saying to each other.

She could do it. She could break the dam, open her mouth and ask the words that are a thorn inside her, the words she buries deep so he can’t use them against her.

What is this? What are we? Do you feel the same way I do?

What now, her heartbeat says, pounding a cadence against her ribs. What now what now what now—

Rio rolls off her, tucking himself back into his pants. She feels the loss of physical contact like a sucker punch, and it takes every ounce of restraint she has not to reach for him. For a moment, she just lies there, eyes to the ceiling as she wills her jackhammer pulse to settle.

When she pushes herself up from the desk, he’s already halfway to the door. “You got a good gig goin’ here,” he says jerking his head at the sales floor, but his double meaning is transparent as glass. You got a good thing goin’ with me. His eyes dart to hers. “Try not to screw it up, yeah?”

“Speak for yourself,” Beth snarls, and she’s all iron again, tucking away everything soft and vulnerable. 

His lips twitch. “You should wear red more,” he says, deliberately looking her up and down. Even from this distance, his gaze sears against her skin. “It suits you.”

Then he’s gone.

[bourbon-ontherocks]

Beth: I just robbed a grocery store.

Rio: Yeah and you stole from me. Gimme my money back or I'll kill you.

Beth: Whoops, couldn't find the money. Here are some German dolls for you to sell on eBay instead.

Rio: Hmmm, fine for this time. What about you do another job?

Beth: ...

Rio: So we're good now.

Beth: But I don't want to be good!

Rio: Fine, take care of my friend then.

Beth: Sorry but I let him escape.

Rio: Then you gonna have to wash cash for me.

Beth: So, don't be mad, but I kinda outsourced and now I'm being blackmailed.

Rio: Kill the rotten egg, then.

Beth: ...

Rio: By the way, could you drive this empty truck for me?

Beth: How dare you use me as an empty truck bait?

Rio: Okay you're fired. We good now?

Beth: No, I think I'd rather send you to jail.

Rio: Okay that was a funny one. Please, here is my gun. What else can you do?

Beth: ...

Rio: Thought so. Lemme just shoot your husband so we good now.

Beth: *shrugs* Whatever.

Rio: So did you kill that guy who’s talkin’ to the feds?

Beth: *looking away* Yup.

Rio: With zero bullet? You fucking kiddin' me? You know I can still kill you, right? So get rid of that dude.

Beth: That's against my moral principles.

Rio: Fine. I'll teach you.

Beth: Okay, I promise that he's dead now!

Rio: My girl. What if I suddenly gave you everything I own while I leave town for a while?

Beth: How about we fuck in a dirty bathroom instead?

Rio: Yummy. So now I'll take fifty percent of your profit, cool?

Beth: ...

Rio: Sixty?

Beth: Sooooo... Someone may have seen me and my friends dump a body...

Rio: I got this. But you cool if I use you dealership for shady cars you don’t get to see what’s inside?

Beth: Nevermind, I've already smashed them and took your product. Fifty percent, deal?

Rio: ...

Beth: Okay, so, on a scale from 1 to 10, how mad are you now if I tell you that I forgot my kid's dubby at a drug dealer's house?

Rio: *yelling* Lemme just retrieve it for you!

Beth: Thanks! Hey, wanna come over to my place?

Rio: What are you doin', Elizabeth?

Beth: Dumping your ass, why?

Rio: Then you should know that the FBI is about to shut that dealership of yours.

Beth: ...

Rio: Dear BlizrABeth. Here is a dead human thumb. Will you be my Valentine? Love, Rio.

Beth: Apart for ruining my garbage disposal, what do you want?

Rio: Wash some money for me or I'll turn you in.

Beth: I have a better idea! I'm going to stalk you and break into your apartment.

Rio: Okay, I'm done with that shit, get out.

Beth: But I'm about to be arrested for a murder I bullshitted you about! Please?

Rio: ...

Beth: Heyyyy, fun fact, the feds found out about your money while you were away from work.

Rio: Alright, just kill the investigator. Helpin’ hand is on the house.

Beth: How about I shoot you instead?

Rio: Okay so THIS TIME I'm really gonna kill you.

Beth: I'm pregnant.

Rio: Fine, I'll wait.

Beth: Forget it, I had a miscarriage. Can I pay you for not killing me?

Rio: Grmbl, I shouldn't say this but fine, 100k. But next time...

Beth: Good thing that I have a large printer, huh?

Rio: You’re still walkin’ on thin ice, but go on.

Beth: So, don’t be mad this time, but my husband got jealous so...

Rio: Maybe I should work with somebody else. Hey, look! I just killed your graphic designer!

Beth: Well, now her boyfriend is after us.

Rio: I don't care. I never did. I mean ABOUT YOU.

Beth: Rude! I think I want to steal from you again for that!

Rio: ...

Beth: No I have better, I’m going... to train someone to shoot you again! Hah!

Rio: Let's see... So you turned me in, shot me, messed up with my business and you stealin' from me AGAIN? Huh, then Imma take all your furniture. That’s... that’s a real punishment. But next time...

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[mrslackles]

Thank you to @bathroombreaks​ and @inyoursheets​ who encouraged me to try this. 14 days of writing for me and 14 days of quarantine for Brio! Let’s see how this goes... 

(Set post-2x12)

This New Strain

Day 1

Beth wants it on the record that none of this was her idea.

She’s said as much at least ten times along the way, though, so she doesn’t say it now, only shooting a short glance at Rio.

He’d turned the radio off and she hadn’t blamed him. Everything is about death tolls, road closures or quarantine tips. Some stations are trying to seem jovial, but it’s just not working.

She’s spent the whole ride up texting with Annie, who is apparently done setting Ben up in the boys’ room.

She, Annie and Ruby had all braved the stores together, stocking up for what’s to come. Her sister’s staying with her, and they have a nightly call planned with the Hill family. She’d been so ready – and then Rio had turned up at her door.

“Good, you look ready.”

“Ready for what?”

“We gotta go meet someone.”

“Who? Rio, we’re supposed to be in quarantine – I’m pretty sure even crime has to stop for a while.”

He sniffs at this, and she’s not sure if it’s in contempt or genuine amusement.

“Get your coat. Snacks. It’s a long drive.”

And now here they are, five minutes away from whatever cottage Rio’s contact is staying in, because apparently even they know it’s time to stock up and hole up, preferably as far away from civilisation as possible.

Rio takes a turn and they go onto a dirt road lined with shrubbery.

The GPS continues giving them directions and then finally they pull up to the cottage which is… not what Beth had been expecting. It looks, in a word, luxurious. Despite being set in the middle of a forest, it looks like a river cottage, set up on pillars and made of a deep dark wood. Warn lights burn on the inside, hinting at the dusk beginning to fall.

Beth frowns.

“You know, we’ve been driving for over an hour and you still haven’t even told me who we’re meeting or why.”

“Said his name was Billy, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,” she scoffs, “but who’s Billy?”

He pulls up then sighs, turning off the ignition.

“He can get your dealership back up and running.”

She stares back at him, blinking rapidly. Several questions come to mind – most notably, why in the hell had he waited this long to tell her this? – but one rings out above all the others.

“How?”

“Dunno,” he shrugs. “That’s what we here to find out.”

She narrows her eyes at him and he rolls his.

“What?”

“You drove all the way out here without even knowing?” she asks, tone filled with suspicion.

That’s not like him at all.

He juts out a thumb.

“Said he had to show us. You comin?”

With that, he climbs out of the car, and she huffs out a breath as she follows, taking her handbag with her.

He must think he does it surreptitiously but she’s a step behind, so she notices when he checks his gun.

Beth swallows. “Do I really have to go in with you?”

“Look. It’s one meeting, alright? Then you get to tuck your lil family away and not see me again till this shit blows over.”

“I won’t have to see you again? Do you promise?”

He shoots her a look but she’s smiling, and he rolls his eyes before taking the steps up to the front door.

His fist pounds against it.

“Yo, Billy, it’s me.”

“It’s open!”

Rio hesitates for a moment then pushes the door open. They step inside and the first thing Beth registers is that there’s no way this place is Billy’s.

Billy looks like his entire outfit is from lost and found, and he hasn’t showered or seen the sun in a few days.

He throws a quick glance up at them from where he’s digging behind a couch, eyes rimmed red.

“Who’s the chick?”

“This Elizabeth – you good, man?”

Beth closes the door behind her but stays glued to it, jittery, as Rio moves forward. Something in her stomach is telling her that something is off, and it’s not being helped by the tone of Rio’s voice. Nor by the impression she’s getting that Billy’s… well, robbing the place.

“Yeah, I’m just… trying to get clean,” he clears his throat, straightening up. “Did you bring the money?”

“’Cuz I’m that dumb? You know how it works,” Rio says, shoulders jerking as he gets closer. “Show me the goods then you get a taste. Come through then you get paid.”

“You always did make that sound like a nursery rhyme,” Billy mutters.

Beth looks around. The kitchen is huge; gleaming. The fridge is bigger than her own; looks at least doubly as expensive. The furniture in the lounge is all warm wood and leather; some huge art pieces adorning the walls.

“Whose place is this?” she asks.

Both men ignore her.

“I really need that money,” Billy says, voice breathy.

…Maybe a little too breathy.

Beth shifts over so she can get a better angle on him, one not hidden by Rio’s slim but dark frame.

And Beth doesn’t know what recovering addicts look like, but with his watery eyes, struggling chest and general greenness, Beth thinks he just looks pretty… sick.

“Rio…”

“Looks like you pretty loaded,” Rio gestures around.

“It’s my aunt’s place.” He swallows hard, like it’s a struggle. His eyes are desperate. “I just needed a few things, then I’m headed out. And one of the things was that money.”

The moment seems to unfold in slow motion.

Rio reaches, lifting up his shirt as his hand lands on his gun. She wants to speak, wants to make him stop. From her angle, she sees him open his mouth, ready to issue whatever threat he’s thought up in the last second he’d realised they’d been tricked.

And then Billy coughs.