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She flayed him with a dirty look

Cy took a step back “I'd tell you if I could, but I can't All you need to know is that I'et the hell out of Vegas”

“What do I do about Snips?”

“Don't worry about him I'll take care of it”

“I'o to Nebraska and stay at the Rose O'Neill Dry Creek Artist Colony for six months, but how do I do that if you're in trouble?”

“What's wrong, pussycat, you think I can't take care of little ol' me?” He flexed his pecs and winked “Get your ass to Dry Creek and lay loouldn't put it past Snips to try to use you as bait again if he finds you I'll check in on you, but Nebraska is one of the last places anyone would ever look Hell, I don't think most people could find it on a map”

She rolled her eyes “Cy, is all of this really necessary? It's Snips He's a wannabe”

“He's a scuet to Nebraska?”

“I'll leave after I get off work”

“Do it Don't call Mo the 'rents, but I wouldn't put it past that little prick to find a way to tap into their phones Here, take this” He handed her a cheap cellphone “It's a pay-as-you-go phone Untraceable Leave your cell in Vegas so they can't track the GPS chip and take this one with you to Nebraska I have the nuive it to anyone else”

Josie rubbed her aroose bu to scare me”

“Good” Cy's eyes, the saray as hers, went dark “You should be scared”

They hugged, his sinewy ars Damn, he hadn't done that since before he’d left for overseas

“Be safe, little bro”

He grinned down at her “If you haven't noticed, I'm not that little Talk to you soon” With that, he strutted out the back door