Subterfuge
She's the serpent in a green dress.
I've got to get rid of her,' Rick's thoughts were elsewhere, desperately trying to stay ahead of the game. He knew, though, it was coming. "Listen to me Marylou, you ain't nothin' to me. You were nothin’ more than just another job. So, get over yourself, you hear?" Rick McKenna's words cut through Marylou, much like the sharp knife he used to slice through the rare steak on his plate. "But, Rick," Marylou objected, discer...