The Runner
“Sir, please, if you'll allow me. You know that I've been loyal to you. I've never done you wrong yet, I don’t understand why you’re coming at me about this.” I know the answer to this already: it's no. Nonetheless he still acted as though he needed a minute to think about it, like my loyalty is questionable. Staring at me with a smug grin, and cocky attitude. He's a pufferfish, I see through him. I get it though. Gotta do what you need to in order to keep the front and keep the backup of your people.Can’t allow them to question the way you run shit. That's when he finally spoke out, “You're right. I'll hand that to you. You have been a loyal runner for me. I appreciate you for that…….. This is what I'm gonna do.” He shook a finger at me as he sat in his chair, one leg crossed, ankle resting on the knee of the other. He sat there in his grey suit with a pink button up mens...