2022-03-25 - No Good Deed Goes Unpunished, Take Two

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : So, want to talk about the other day sometime, without an audience? Let me know where and when, I'll drop by.

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : Sure. We can go shooting in the woods.

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : Yeah, yeah. I'll drop by your place in a few, bring a sixpack. You figure you got reason to yell at me, at least there'll be no one else listening unless you want there to be.

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : I figure?! Really? Don't I though? Don't fucking play coy with me. There are only a few people that knew I went to Spokane...and I am damn positive nobody else said anything about it, so imagine my surprise when someone I just met mentions it as the first thing out of their god damn mouth at a table full of fucking strangers.

Yeah...you probably shouldn't show up. Not in the mood for bullshit.

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : I'm going to talk to Leontes about that as well. As in, what the hell. She knows you 'dealt with' the trafficked girls case because she's working on establishing a shelter for that kind of women. If she knows anything else she didn't get it from me -- because, as you may recall, you haven't told me what happened in Spokane either. Exactly so that I fucking can't tell anyone.

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : Oh, but you fucking did. You told enough to her that she knew my name and associated it with those women, and Spokane. That's enough, Ravn. She shouldn't have even known that fucking much. My name and Spokane should never have been associated together, so the very fact that it meant you fucked up and talked. For fucks sake how can you not see that?

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : I hate to break it to you, Seth, but everyone who's lived in Gray Harbor for six weeks knows to associate your name with a lot of shit. Doesn't mean it should be discussed in a coffee shop -- or anywhere else. And I will point that out to Leontes, because the last thing any of us need is to watch our backs for each other.

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : Don't you dare try and weasel your way out of the responsibility here, asshole. Yes, sure, the name in this town has weight. That doesn't mean people can point to specifics and go 'Hey, that is the guy. He did it." Sure, they might have suspicions, but I don't tend to confirm those fucking suspcisons.

YOU did. YOU told her I 'dealt with' the girls...and now everyone at that fucking table can, and is a liability.

What do you think Felix does with liabilities...

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : Mind, if you'd kept your calm and said 'no idea what you're on about, lady' no one would remember twenty minutes later that the topic even came up. Now they all remember. So how about instead of calling each other assholes we work out how to plug the leak?

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : For fucks sake...you can't say it can you. You can't just man up and say "Yeah. I fucked up." No, it's try to pass the blame here, deflect it over there...

You know what....just....fuck off. The leaks will get plugged. Enjoy life.

(TXT to Seth) Ravn : You want to hear me say I'm sorry and that I fucked up? Sure. I didn't realise that was even up for debate.

(TXT to Ravn) Seth : (There is no response to the last text)