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Booker thuain “Yeah He said it see that it’s the last stop for you since you spent soto take his father down No one has been there since the feds seized it It’s been government property, and since he used to be a marshal and worked the case, he knows that”

I thu knew it”

“Showtime, cop” I heard the second phone crack and shatter on the asphalt and the plink of metal on metal, which I could only assume were my weapons as they landed in the truck bed next to me

The truck fired to life and ere ru to keep panic and fear at bay I was trying to reled with really bad ritted my teeth and reminded myself over and over that there was too much at stake for me to not come out on top

It ht have been ten minutes, but it felt like five seconds There was only a sliver of time between theory and practice, and noas about to coed war on my city, hurt my brother, scared and harassedI stood for There was no way the Titus that wore the badge could do this and survive It was ti denied, long suppressed, and far hungrier than his would ever be

The truck rumbled to a halt and I heard the door open I heard Booker shuffle out and then, “You have a present for me?”

That lilting Irish brogue I wanted to chew him up and spit him out

“Yeah You got some money for me?”

“Oh, Booker You think I don’t know about that sweet Ruger you have tucked into your waistband? You think I don’t know you have a weak spot in the shape of a pretty teenage girl? Men that care about soile are so predictable Just like Detective King I kneould coht having him all wrapped up in a bow is a nice touch Thank you”

I heard a gunshot and then another I heard soround The iron scent of blood filledhauled out of the truck by grabbing hands I went to struggle but it was no use There were too many of them, and with ht Hard hands locked under ravel and God only knehat else My legs and feet flailed for purchase

I knee had entered the warehouse once ainst the cement and steel walls

“Too bad for Mr Booker that a er than a coly close He kneas going to die but he took the chance anyway Who says criminals have no honor?”

My ar hard slide against round I was stretched out like a side of beef in a cooler and I knew this wasn’t good Booker had been counting on getting a shot in, and noas down and I was strung up like some kind of sacrifice This was exactly where the plan fell apart Just call me Butch Cassidy

The hood was ripped off my head and I came face-to-face with the man that had turned my world upside down

Conner Roark looked much like he had when he first cah to Bax that it lilee as he walked back and forth in front of me