Gutshot Straight With Bonus Excerpt - Plot & Excerpts
Gina was on the balcony—bare feet propped on the rail, reading the Panama guidebook, smoking a cigarette—and the phone on the nightstand was ringing. “You gonna answer that, buttercup?” she called, without glancing up from the book. The question on her end was rhetorical, but Shake was giving it some serious thought. If he answered the phone, he realized, a new door opened. It might lead somewhere interesting—$5 million, for example—or it might lead to a room filled with even more trouble, capital T, than the one he was in right now. Thing was, Shake liked the room he was in right now. He liked who was in the room with him. But, come on: $5 million? He sat up and ached in odd places. Normally Shake had no desire to wind the clock back—he was content with the trade-off of youth for wisdom—but right now, aching, watching Gina paint her toes, he did wish for some of the supernatural stamina and elasticity of his dumb-ass nineteen-year-old self. And just exactly how much wisdom, he wondered, had he traded his youth for?
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