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CHAPTER 37

AXLE

“Meet e look on her face as she walks by me

“Okay, why?” I ask, but she doesn’t answer before slipping out the back

Shakingoff my drink, then lean back in my chair as I watch the TV from our surveillance on Lathan’s place Sarah already returned from her solo mission

Lathan hasn’t appeared even once

Scratching my jaw, I take in the scene No cars have been in or out, but the wide doors open often There’s nothing but cars in there No loads of drugs stashed in the corner like the last time I was there

This isn’t where Lathan is But for so to make someone think he’s there He has sowho he’s setting up

I glance down, realizing it’s been exactly five aze flicks toward the camera, and I pause

The neon yellow pole has been moved Why? Because that pole stays in the only blind spot on the caht yellow, so that it’s noticed if it’s ever moved

Just the tip of the pole is in view of the caht they’d be smarter

Fucking Sarah

She’d better not let whoever this fucker is kill me

Or even shoot at me, for that matter

Obviously, she saw the pole first

Cursing, I reach behind the bar and grab the trash, giving ful of mostly bottles doubles as a weapon, if necessary

“What’s going on?” Dash asks, eyebrows arched

I never take out the trash That’s for prospects