Angel emerged from the elevator and walked towards his secretary’s desk. “Harmony, where’s Hamilton?” he asked.
“I stuck him in that closet,” Harmony told him nervously. “You know, the one where I put Fred and Lorne that time? Only, not a good place long term, so we’ll have to get rid of the body somewhere else and I know a dumpster’s just totally not the best or I would have put him there.”
“You killed him?” Angel gasped disbelievingly.
“Is that not okay?” Harmony looked worried. “I know you’ve got the zero tolerance policy, but I figured he didn’t count. I mean, he was a bad guy, so it was okay to kill him, wasn’t it, Boss? You said you wanted me to keep him out of the way for as long as possible, and hey, can’t get longer than forever, right?”
Angel was too stunned to put a halt to her babbling at first. Eventually he pulled himself together and spoke up. “Yeah, Harmony, it was okay. I was planning on killing him myself. You did well.”
“Cool!” she squealed delightedly. “I was worried, you know. ‘Cause, the camel was totally the right thing, and you were cross with me.”
“Sorry about that.” Angel frowned. “Just how did you manage to kill him, Harmony? He seemed a bit out of your league, if you don’t mind me saying so.”
“Maybe. But he totally shouldn’t have made me come while I was giving him a blow job. I got bitey.”
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