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“Fine,” E at this point Count me in I think”

“What do we have to do, Diaz?” I said

Diaz pointed at a CVS pharmacy on the corner to our left

“Pull in here,” he said “I need to pick up a few things”

CHAPTER 76

DEATH METAL WAS CHUGGING froe’s four bays e pulled into Beach City Custo lot

Inside, there was a ate of a Toyota pickup truck, blue electric sparks crackling in tih theof the paint roo e Japanese motorcycle

Parker and I exchanged a glancethe bike The shooters who had taken down the LA County cops had escaped on big-bore Japanese motorcycles

Without any ado, Diaz stuck his head inside the door of the Taco devil tunes

The welder stood and flipped up his y brown face scrunched in wonder

“You kidding me?” he said

Diaz flipped his badge as he slaround beside the vehicle Itoff the concrete as Diaz kicked it across the garage

“Let me answer your question with a question Does it look like I’ you? Get Tomás now,” Diaz said

A broad-shouldered ht of a Hispanic man bounced out a door a split second later He wore a tailored shirt and jacket over expensive jeans and had scar tissue over his eyes and cheekbones like ax cuts on a totem pole

“Señor Neves, I presume?” Diaz said