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“You can’t get out of this game.” the voice had an eerie slowness to it. Faukaux had listened to the voice in so several distinct rooms that she knew that slowness that seemed to imply the Words had been spoken moments just before the sound reached the ear had nothing at all to do with openness of this warehouse, nor the tinny roof and walls.

She took a breath and pointed her head straight up, “I can get out of what ever numb-dumb game I want to Outheur!! And that consists of wholesale sunglasses or bulk sunglasses or what ever it is that you are wanting my to push!!!” She listened intently.

“Nobody mentioned something about wholesale sunglasses Fau…” his voice was the loudest wind of a whisper that she had ever heard. The blood in her ears seemed louder than it occasionally. She heard the shuffle of his toes against the floor. She was nearly shocked that he would be doing his playful toe-dragging dance at a time like this. “I ain’t got no bulk sunglasses in the pipes neither, Fau.”

She thought about standing and operating for the door that she had come in through, but she wasn’t even particular if it was the closest. The wood of the crate pricked her in a number of locations as she slid down to let her rear rest on the concrete floor. “So, what’s in these crates if it ain’t wholesale sunglasses Outheur?!” She heard him circling about the square of crates. If the square that had seemed to be in the center of the warehouse when they cam in was closed and forced him to circle all the way about, she would possibly have three or four minutes prior to he rounded the corner and could see her. Tires squealed outside and doors could be heard opening and slamming. “Is that your pals with a lot more bulk sunglasses outside, Outheur?!”

“I already told You!! There ain’t no wholesale sunglasses! There isn’t no bulk sunglasses. And if that’s who I feel is outside, the outcome of this conversation isn’t gonna matter for either of us.” The sliding of the toes stopped. There was a pause where the only sound that Faukaux heard were her own breathing, the pumping of her blood and solid burt orders outside followed by the uniform movement of seven or so bodies outside. Then Outheur’s feet began to move quietly but definitely toward the corner of the crates once again.

“We should have been in and out of here by now Fau. It doesn’t matter if there are bulk sunglasses or suns themselves in these boxes. Meeting these boys in this way was by no means on my agenda. In reality, it was on my list of things not to do my whole life.” The footsteps reached that point exactly where their sound waves wrapped nearly ninety-degrees around the corner to meet her ears directly. “He leaned his head quickly out and back revealing the wholesale sunglasses that he had picked up from the vendor’s cart at the gate of this warehouse complicated. “Now it looks like we are going to have to be Great to one yet another just to continue.”



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