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"Your mom doesn't complain," Isaac quipped

Lash gave him a shove toward the door before Marko could deliver a harder one of his own For such a bear of a man, Marko was a total softie when it caood Yo Mama barb

The perfectly delivered insult evened his nerves out and Isaac pushed his way through the front door and out into the bright Texas sunshine It only took him a second to identify Wolczyk's car In the land of pickup trucks, the bounty hunter drove a Prius It was enough to reat state of Texas weep He hustled across the street and tapped on the driver's side

The other lance his way as he rolled down theThe se music wafted out of the car

"Camacho"

"Heard you're looking for Taz's ex-wife"

"Yeah" His gaze bounced froym's front door to Isaac

"What makes you think she's in Fort Worth?"

The bounty hunter shrugged "I don't"

"Why not?" Isaac played along He may not be Elisa, but he kne to run a simple con "Who wouldn't want to be in Texas?"

"This chick She's all high- She's probably on the hunt for her next marital conquest, poor rich bastard"

Isaac let Wolczyk's last words hang in the air between them The man was a talker He'd break down His type always did

He didn't have to wait long

"So this guy in Idaho who employ

ed ators all over the country—anywhere this Tamara woman had ties There's no rhyrasping at straws In thean ass while I keep surveillance on this place"