29A Very Weak Plan“It’s still a very weak plan, Taz.” Billy’s face stared at her from the tablet she’d propped against the backboard of her bed. She’d gotten back to her apartment from Conn’s half an hour before and, to her surprise, got an immediate connection.
She sat cross-legged in front of the tablet, ignoring Billy, and instead watched as a little blood oozed from the wound on her knee. Now and again she wiped the mess with her fingers and sucked them absently.
“Just stop! That’s gross!”
“Sorry.” She wasn’t.
“All this happens tomorrow? The money is there ri—” Before he finished, Billy turned from the screen and pushed himself away from the desk a little. She heard him talking and could hear the sound of water running.
“There’s one in the cupboard in the bathroom, bruv,” he said
