Chapter 80: LAW

Mancini had called earlier with the news that it was taking him longer than expected to smoke Junior out. Kyle, Travis, Lyon, and Creed have been acting shifty-shady since this afternoon, and now this.

"Fuck!" How could I be this stupid? Mancini found the Fox in the desert a few thousand miles away, how is it that he can't find one spineless asshole stateside? Shit!

"Lyon, what did you do?"

He had his burger halfway to his mouth when I asked, and just then his phone rang. He didn't say anything more than hello before he smiled and hung up again."

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LYON

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That was perfect fucking timing. Now there's no question of the asshole sheriff coming at my boy for this shit. I'm pretty sure he won't be heading back this way anytime soon since his hands were about to be full. The only thing left to do now was tell Law and get the hell back home.

I walked over to Creed, who looked like he was holding his very pregnant wife up while she chowed down on some grub.