How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
said Flossie, bring us back to the matter in hand.
“Right, right.” We had one hour, and then Biadet would kick the doors in. She wouldn’t even need to do that, probably slip through the keyhole somehow.
“Keezy, can you go over there and speak to Claire. Make yourself look like a customer, the type who can only get sex if they pay for it.”
Keezy nodded and his face began to warp and shift. Jenny grabbed my arm, then quickly let go when she realised, but stayed close to me. Keezy got shorter, his hair darkened and his stance turned into a slouch.