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“But not you,” Tate ventured

Reggie shook his head “I knew a couple guys who used to help Buck cook his stuff…I haven’t seen them since it blew”

“Where would they have gone, Reggie?” Tate asked

Reggie began to get ns of anyone His voice dropped to a lohisper when he said, “There’s a rumor that Buck partnered with this dealer near the border Laredo, I think” Reggie dropped his hands to the counter and leaned forward “Chris,” he began, too caught up in what he was saying to reot a whole operation going on down there Meth, heroin, coke”

“What’s his name?” I asked

Reggie looked at ain “What the fuck is his name?”

“Davos,” Reggie spit out “Ricardo Davos”

Reggie tried to tug free ofmore than to rip your nuts from your body and feed them to you, you little prick”

“Hawke,” Tate said softly and I glanced up to see hihtly I looked overus now, but surprisingly, he wasn’t reaching for his phone or reacting in any kind of way

I turned ie and said, “Did you transfer the o?”

Reggie paled and then shot Tate a look before shaking head “I…Buck told me not to He wanted Chris to come back for it”

I shoved Reggie away fro on to the counter to keep fro “Get it now!” I snapped