"How many ways do i have to say I just don't give a fuck before you understand that i "Don't" give a flying fuck. Now where's my money Bitch." Lily said.

Placeing the recenly fire gun barrel dircetly between the eyes of the cowering psychophant.

"Please, madam, shall we remain civil. This is a place of faith." replied the priest.

"Fine." holstering her revolver she grabs Torvic by the hair and begins dragging him kicking and screaming outside. booting the cathedral doors open with a vulgar curse Lily throws Felix Torvic on to the street into a puddle of filthy water. In a flash she drws and fires, as the wiff of smoke fades from the barrel torvic falls silent, eyes wide in shock as the blood begins to pool around his head.

"Did you really have to kill him?" asked the priest, Ezra Kane.

"No, but damn did it feel good, you know kind of like when you take those alter boys into the backroom."

Ezra laughs. "if I didn't know you were joking, I would be offended."