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seventeen.
    â€œWiener’s Circle. I love that place. I want a motherfuckin’ hot dog, bitch.”
    â€œThat’s the one. Okay.” Toliver nodded with a smile. “What did you have in mind?”
    â€œI can’t say here. Can you get someone to cover for you? We can go right outside.”
    â€œNo one needs to cover for me. I’m just here for show anyway.”
    The camera turned, and our bumpy view stopped near the corner. The monitor had a perfect view of a Bourbon Street sign in the background.
    â€œWhat can I do for you? You wanna bang a football player? Fuck on a window washer’s scaffolding? Dress like furry animals?”
    â€œI like it harsh. I like to do things other guys won’t.”
    â€œWhoa, that’s what I’m talking about. You S and M freaks expect me to know when to stop your pain. I won’t do that for fruits I don’t know. Look, this isn’t a good idea. I’m getting a bad feeling.”
    Bienvenue touched Toliver’s arm. “No. I’m not into S and M, really. I want to kill a guy, pretend kill, then fuck him after he’s pretend dead and get it on video. You try to get someone to role-play that fantasy.”
    â€œThat’s fucked up. You a necrophiliac?”
    â€œSort of. I’ve never fucked a dead body, but I fantasize about it.”
    Silence.
    â€œThat’s pretty easy to stage. It’s too bad you’re fucked up, being so gorgeous. I can arrange something that I think you’ll like. Do you want to kill a burglar? Your boss? I got a good-looking guy who can play the victim, and I can video it for future enjoyment. He’ll even take a few real hits.” He paused. “Two thousand dollars.”
    â€œThat Army stunt I heard about was cheaper.”
    â€œI don’t know you. If this works out and you visit us again, then the price can be adjusted in the future.”
    â€œHow soon can you set it up?”
    â€œWe can do it tomorrow night. I’m off, and I know this guy’s available.”
    â€œWhat’s he look like?”
    Good question, Bienvenue,
I thought. Then I spotted a fight break out in the distance. If cops arrived, they would most definitely recognize our gay mole.
    â€œHe’s good-looking like me but not as hot as you.”
    â€œPerfect. Where do we meet?”
    â€œIn front of the St. Louis Cathedral at ten o’clock tomorrow night. If you don’t have the cash on you, then we don’t do business. Plus, I frisk for weapons, so don’t bring any. I’ll supply what you’re going to use. What do you want? A plastic knife or a cap gun? A Wiffle bat, maybe?”
    â€œA knife. Definitely a knife.”

    When the coast was clear, Bienvenue climbed into the truck, and we all squeezed over to make room for him as if we were sitting around a campfire.
    I was so amazed by his performance that I had to address him first. “Damn, man. How did you come up with all that shit? You were just supposed to get to know Toliver. Maybe get invited back to his place and get him to talk.”
    â€œHe wasn’t that type,” Bienvenue said. “Once I found out he was a whore, I had to change my approach. I figured the sooner the better. You heard the bartender. Toliver’s a role-playing prostitute. He sets up fantasies. He could have set up your double homicide.”
    â€œThat’s what you’re going to find out,” Wayne said. “If this was a botched role-playing fantasy by Toliver, then others are involved. You have to see how far he’ll go.”
    Ron laughed. “Just how far are you willing to take it, Bienvenue?”
    â€œI won’t kiss anyone, and if he goes for my dick, he’s going to regret it.”
    â€œDon’t worry,” Wayne said seriously. “You’ll be set up with this same equipment. If something goes wrong, we’ll be there in a matter of seconds. If you can’t get him