Chapter 40
It was late Friday night. Davie and Vin had tried several of the spots they’d been at during the last few days. While Davie had plenty of offers, none of them were from the man they were after, so he’d priced his services so high he was quickly turned down by the men who propositioned him.
Then, as Davie was about to suggest they move on to somewhere else, a car pulled up which matched the description of the one they were looking for. It wasn’t the first one that had, but this time it was the right one.
The window rolled down and Davie went over, beating out another kid who had the same idea.
“How much?” the driver asked when Davie knelt beside the open window, his arms on the sill.
It’s him. It has to be. The man had a bushy mustache and hair down to his shoulders. Davie gave him a price and the man reached over, opening the door.