"It's more what she's done... I've always been on the right side of the law, remember?" Money clenched his teeth, Benji decided to stop pushing his luck, right now.
"She killed someone, the wrong someone... to be precise, Harry Delmar's son James. The body is in his hotel room, the place is littered with evidence leading to Holiday..."
Money looked disgusted.
"So you want me to get rid of the body? I don't generally stoop down to that sort of work."
"No... it's too late, the cops are already there." Money swore under his breath.
"So what is it you want?"
"She's already in Mexico... so we've bought time, but we need to get her off the wanted list... make evidence disappear maybe... and then get rid of the mob guys who want to get her as well..."
Money roughly shoved the gun into his belt again, turning away and lacing his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and was silent for a long moment.
"I can't help you, but here's the name of someone who can."
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