Free Wrong Ways Down by Stacia Kane

give the belief on one fuckin rumor.”
    Shit. Bump were right up there; they ain’t wanted a scare happening, and iffen they brung Chess in so early on people would believe it were a ghost after all. Best to leave it til they had to.
    He moved on. “Talking to people near where Sue found. One said Slobag’s men there on the other day, tryin unload bags, dig? Just showing up, sneaking off again just as fast.”
    Bump leaned back and put his feet up. He big toe were smeared with lipstick. Terrible ain’t wanted to think on that one. “Wait til you fuckin hearing on what I got. Lenny Green, yay, fuckin gave me on the last night. Slobag planning he more moves, yay? More creeping in on them borders, starting he fuckin fights up. Lenny fuckin gave me some on distractions, too, sayin some distractions fuckin on the happening.”
    That ain’t sounded good at all. Not at all. “Distractions” could cover a fuckload of troubles.
    His cigarette was smoked down; he stubbed it out, hard. Fucking Slobag. All the other else happening and now this shit to handle too. 
    “Maybe Slobag finally gonna stand he fuckin up, make a real move, yay,” Bump said. “Stead of the fuckin sneaky-side bullshit he been playin.”
    Aye. Somebody were probably gonna stand up, but Terrible guessed it weren’t Slobag. Or whatany they was doing ain’t come from Slobag’s mind, leastaways. He were still giving the orders, but he asshole son Lex were the one suggesting them. “Thinking them meaning Slick? Be a distraction tryin catch who done him.”
    Bump shrugged. Seemed like it took a long time. “Could fuckin be. Could fuckin be Sue what they meaning. Ain’t would fuckin put past them scumfuck shitlickers. Ain’t can get them cocks fuckin wet no other way, yay?”
    Terrible shook his head. He ain’t wanted a disagreement, but …  Damn. Slobag was scum and Lex was worse, but rape just didn’t feel like a game they’d play. Murder, aye; they’d killed Bump’s men before. But that was men, and it wasn’t rape , and Terrible just couldn’t see what fucking point rape would have as far as gaining territory or hurting Bump or whatany. Even as a distraction. Were lotsa other shit could be a distraction that ain’t meant raping whores.
    So he said it. “Ain’t see Slobag ordering Sue, true thing. Slick, aye, but—”
    Bump waved his hand. “Yay, were thinkin be fuckin wrongways, too, but who fuckin knowing fuckin plans they doin? What else they fuckin tryna get a takeover on, yay?”
    Shit, he ain’t thought on that one. “Thinkin they do this, tryin get the whores come work for them? Sayin we ain’t can protect em, dig.”
    “Yay, got the fuckin maybe on that one. Just might fuckin be it.”
    Now that seemed more like the kinda game Lex’d just might play. Like he kinda move: sneaky, and who gave a fuck who got hurt.
    But still. He couldn’t quite go that far. “Just seeming like rape be outside even them, aye? Hearing Lex awful fuckin protective on that sister he got, he taking that kinda shit real personal. Specially since she got sheself hit by that dude few years back.”
    “Digging you fuckin meanings, yay, but ain’t wanting give the nay just on the yet. Ain’t put shit past them stealing motherfuckers. Ain’t got he no fuckin thought on what fuckin loyalty be, yay, so no fuckin thought on what fuckin be rightways an wrongways neither.” There was that hissy sound again. Bump’s eyes practically flashed red, he were so mad-looking; like he were a cartoon and had them wavy lines all around him. “Ain’t fuckin got none heself, yay, and none on that fuckin side, so’s him ain’t fuckin knowing any on what it meaning. Fuckin piece of shit scumbag fuck.”
    That one were true, too. No loyalty that side of town at all; Slobag would sell out he own children iffen it’d put another lasher in he pocket, and Lex would do the same in return, so Terrible guessed. He’d only met Lex maybe three, four times, but it were