(canon is Sin City/That Yellow Bastard)

[thelastday]

Couldn't just leave an old man alone, could you?

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[gonnabite]

[Vic is just a sadistic dick so that helps too. He brings the cigarette to his lips again, this time letting it hang off the corner of his mouth.]

Like?

[thelastday]

[I feel myself frown, but my voice keeps steady.] Look, pal. You want stories, you're barkin' up the wrong tree. I'm not here to provide cheap thrills.

[gonnabite]

[Vic takes a casual drag like Hartigan didn't say any of that. He shrugs and laughs again.]

What if I like cheap thrills?

[thelastday]

That's your business, and I'm sure you can find your fill somewhere else.

Got an ex-partner who'd give you an earful. If I knew where he was or cared to speak with the bastard.

[I don't usually like to badmouth other cops, even rotten ones, but I'm getting fed up with the guy's prodding and his too-familiar smirk, and my temper got the best of me.]

[gonnabite]

Pissed you off, huh?

[thelastday]

You remind me of him.

best tag I ever did (I'm sorry)

[gonnabite]

I remind you of him?

XD

[thelastday]

That's what I said.

[Careful, Hartigan. You might be pushing a little too hard now. There's no reason, and you won't gain anything for it.]

But it's been a while, so what do I know?

[gonnabite]

What makes you say that?

[thelastday]

Just the way you smile, Vic. Just the way you smile.

[gonnabite]

He must have some fuckin' smile.

[thelastday]

It's memorable, all right.

[Bob wasn't smiling when I last saw him. Not for long, anyway. But everything was too close to being a joke with him. The costs never really hit home.]

He used to like a good story, too.

[gonnabite]

Used to?

[thelastday]

Probably still does. It's been a while.

[gonnabite]

I'm guessing I'm not hearing whatever grizzled story there is behind him too.

[thelastday]

Smart kid.

But there's nothing much to tell. One story you see across the board with police work: every partnership falls apart somewhere along the line.