Coco

The scruffy old man in an Old timey brown 3 piece Tailor suit took a sip of his earl grey before neatly setting it on the table next to his semi automatic.

"You've done well for yourself Mr Parker," Cas said, his eyes roving round the town house, paintings of dogs imitating iconic figures from history hung on it's walls, the room dimly lit by candles, The floors strangely waxed, the house plants in Prestine condition, the air was scented with Lavender and Butterscotch, the floors mopped and waxed.... it was almost like The house was catered to by a team of cleaners everyday, Cas doubted that possibility though, 'Who'd be crazy enough to hike all the way over here just to Clean this old coot's home? Nottingham Road is flipping warzone now!'

It was true, Cas could hear the sound of gunfire and screams of distress of in the distance, He was certain someone just gave their dying screams too.... 'I'm glad I left Cece and Lucy behind with Julie,' His only Companion, J.J laying in wait outs
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