Pharoah Bolding and Irene Plax

Pharoah Bolding




The baby was passed out in the stroller, head back, mouth open, not nearly as funny as when adults do it.

The man who had stolen the baby stood shirtless at the ironing board. Ironing helped him think. He thought about Bernie, his old partner, before he got clipped. He could¬†practically¬†smell Bernie’s breath.

“How you gonna get money for this kid? Let me ask you this: how you gonna ask for ransom when you don’t know who he belongs to? You need to think before you act. I ain’t just saying that.”

Irene Plax

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