Chapter 53
“Naw, I got this,” Carl replied. He chuckled. “Your old dad’s sober enough that I’ll be fine in the morning to do the Miller job.”
“Better be,” Owen grumbled before returning to the bar.
When he and Carl reached Carl’s car, Wylie said, “Think it worked?”
“You convinced me and I know you were lying.”
“Great.”
They kept up the act, with Carl manhandling him into the passenger seat, in case anyone decided to watch from one of the windows facing the lot.
A few minutes later, Carl pulled into Wylie’s driveway. When Wylie got out, Carl said, “You sure you don’t want me to stick around, just in case?”
“Nope. He won’t try anything if he sees your car anywhere in the neighborhood.”
“Yeah, good point. You be real careful, got it. I like you. I don’t want to go to your funeral.”
“I don’t want you to have to, so I’ll be very careful,” Wylie replied with a wry smile. “See you tomorrow.”
“Yep, you will.” Carl waited until Wylie was on the porch before he drove away.