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“Fuck you,” Screw said without any heat

Gu his way under the truck As he’d made the club practice at least fifteen tias line until he reached the anti-siphoning device “Got it,” he called after disabling the device

As Guot the tubing set up and began siphoning the diesel They didn’t need to get it all, just enough to allow theasoline in the tank It was the perfect solution Ten miles out, the trucks would fail The weapons wouldn’t reach their destination and by the tied, the CDMC’s deliveries would be fucked

“That’s good Good, good, good Co Screith his hand

Screw tossed hirabbed the canister full of gasoline

“Jesus,Christ,” Screw said as sweat ran down his face and into his eyes “My hands are fucking shaking”

“Here, I got you Done this a hundred tias tank

“Seriously? Hundreds of times”

With a laugh, Gumby looked over at him and winked “What the fuck else do you do when you’re sixteen, bitter, and live in a sandy town that doesn’t even have a McDonalds?”

“Apparently, you vandalize cars”

Guot it, babe Done” He pulled the can out, kissed Screw then flipped both their comms back on “Team one objective complete”

Screw stared after the confident oal They ood team Gumby the ever-calm presence and Screw, his hyper self

“Team three objective complete” The words spoken in his ear were followed almost immediately by team two

“Team four, check in,” Screw said

“Getting there Having trouble with the fucking anti-siphon piece of shit,” Mav said It was followed by soht here”

Screw checked his watch They had exactly ninety seconds until the alarm company would alert the cops “Gumby,” he said into his comm device so Mav could hear

“On it” As he watched Guain