Eliot Spencer - Leverage - Bar
The door slams open under the force of a size thirteen combat boot. "I have had it up to here with being jerked around by you people! Where! Is! The! Monkey!?"
This tirade is followed by a well-built man with long flowing hair who looks very, very angry. Because by the looks of things he's just wasted a perfectly good intimidating entrance and is no closer to getting his hand on the monkey.
Isn't that always the way it goes?
This tirade is followed by a well-built man with long flowing hair who looks very, very angry. Because by the looks of things he's just wasted a perfectly good intimidating entrance and is no closer to getting his hand on the monkey.
Isn't that always the way it goes?