Emily said four words I didn't know. Tell me if they catch. Brick?
No.
Or Bad Brick?
Nope.
Tug?
Tug? Tug might be a drink, like milk and vodka, or something.
Poor Frisco?
Frisco? Frisco Farr was a sophomore last year, real trash. Maybe hit a class a week, I didn't know him then, haven't seen him around.
Pin?
Pin. The Pin?
The Pin, yeah?
The Pin's kinda a local spook story, you know, the Kingpin?
Heard it.
Same thing. He's supposed to be old, like 26. Lives in town.
Dope runner, right?
Big time. See, the Pin pipes it from the lowest scrapper to Brad Bramish himself. ...Maybe. I mean, ask any dope rat where the junk sprang, and they'll say they scraped it off that, who scored it off this, who bought it off so on -- after four or five connections the list always ends with The Pin. But I betcha you got every rat in town together and said show your hands if any of 'em actually seen the Pin, and you'd get a crowd of full pockets.
You think The Pin's just a tale to take whatever heat?
Hmm... So what's first?
Show of hands.
