He’d a fucking fed!” Well, an ex-fed. But that made no difference. Lillian didn’t bother correcting the man on the phone. Kevin. The man who wanted to buy her daughter. Ben held the phone with one hand, the steering wheel with the other, and drove like the hounds of hell were after him. Lillian c...
Right now, so he could avoid the second drug run his boss had assigned to him and Mike. Patience, he told himself. The party would offer an opportunity to not only bust Darrell, but all of his allies involved in the drug trade. This mission put him one step closer to Dare ...
Keegan slathered mustard and ketchup on his hot dog with one hand while trying to hold it and a drink with his other. He hated the smell, he hated the crowd, and he hated being here just as much as that son-of-a-bitch Johnson hated him being here. Rayma was beginning to get suspicious of his moti...