Disclaimer: I do not own Domino that pertains to the real bounty hunter Domino Harvey and the movie based on her life, well sort of
Chapter 25: Heads you live, Tails you Die
Domino's POV
I was knocked out of my reverie with the incessant tapping of the pencil sharpener against the cup of water. Miss Mills sure did have her ways to intimidate.
"Alright Ms. Curtis, my name is Taryn Mills, I'm a criminal psychologist working for the FBI. Let's continue where you left off with the other agent. I'm here to ask you a few questions." She pushed record on a tape player, and held her pencil against her notepad.
Here's the part where I'm supposed to get all defensive and say, "Not until I speak with my attorney", I thought to myself.
"I'll tell you everything I know." I dragged the ashtray over to my side of the table.
"You are now 21 correct?" I took a mean drag off my fag.
"Yes"
"Alright; now that we have the background on the situation, why don't you tell me what happened."
"My name is Domino Harvey. I am a bounty hunter. You're probably already know how a girl like me arrived here. What I have said over the past few hours will determine whether or not I spend the rest of my life in prison. I've never killed anyone. I hope to never kill anyone, even if they deserve it. My agenda is to kick ass and secure the bounty. If I'm on this side of the law I can live the low life and avoid jail. I can live nasty and not do time for it. That's called the best of both worlds. Now as for that other world, that 90210, Soc versus Greaser world, it's not for me."
"Go on,"
"Let's start at the beginning the night my goldfish Sammy died, the night I arrived back in Tulsa after hearing one of my old friends was in the hospital. That night, my coin was tossed. Heads, you live. Tails, you die. 50/50 chance. Life or death. This ain't Sunset Boulevard. My destiny was life. Life as a bounty hunter."
There is only one conclusion to every story... We all fall down
-Fin-
For Shades, I love you Bebe!