Roxy looked blank. “Hey!” he said. “What you think? I said this guy was a big shot. He don’t mix with guys like you an’ me.”
Fanquist said in her slow drawl, “Maybe the kid fancies her chance.”
Myra said, “Why not? He’s just a guy, ain’t he?”
Fanquist sneered. “Hurst don’t play with kids,” she said. “When that guy takes a woman he takes a woman.”
Myra pushed back her chair. “I’ll show you how I take a guy like that,” she said.
Roxy said quickly, “Don’t you start anythin’ like that. Hurst’s a tough bird. He don’t like stunts like that.”
Myra paused. “I’m interested in that guy,” she said.
“You’re interested because he’s got somewhere. But the trouble with those guys is they don’t stay that way long.”
“No?”
“No. Hurst won’t stay much longer. He’s been in the racket too long.”