Gill’s saucer broke-and he’s stuck on Earth. To keep from rusting with boredom, he fell in with some gangsters and slipped so deep into the role that he now covers for his new “buddies,” pulling the detectives’ eyes and questions onto himself. A slight smirk, a couple of fresh stories and the trail goes cold. He can disappear without a trace at any moment, so he can afford the game. What’s true and what’s pure invention-only Gill knows…
NOT THOSE GANGSTERS
About the shaiker
Symbiorim
Shaiker
