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“Is this how it’s gonna be every decade?” I asked “Think about it, we’re not even thirty, and we’ve already fought tars”

I hadn’t been initiated during the first shitshow, though I’d still been active, running errands, raising hell with Finn and a bunch of others Then Ronan, our boss at the tirandfather And before then…

“Ronan fought Jersey in ’92,” I added

Finn took a drag froas in the sixties too, but we ended up beco associates”

Because we’d shared a common enemy

Then Finn shook his head “There won’t be another godda as I’m alive, I’ll make sure of it”

I hoped he was right

“Anyway” He cleared his throat and flicked soet your vacation But as soon as you return, we gotta co for Pop He’s kinda your dad too, you know”

No, he wasn’t God, he really wasn’t That would be so wrong

“I’ll put a babysitter on hi for a way in”

Finn gri about the same Max?”

“Your cousin, dude”

“He’s a scrawny little kid!”

“He’s alhteen” I shookcheap vodka in expensive bottles”

He smirked at that “Good times”

They’d certainly been si else

“He’s gotta start somewhere,” I said “All he has to do is follow Shan around and report to you if things turn outta hand”

He sighed and checked his watch “Fine I gotta get home I promised Emilia I’d be ho up Autu with the contractor”

“Oh, right You’rewhile I’m away I’m so sorry I can’t help out” I smiled

He chuckled “Yeah, you look it” Then he jerked his chin at the door and stood up “Go see Eric on your way out He ht have some cleanup for you”

For fuck’s sake “More Italians?” We’d been fishing a few stray ones out of the gutters for weeks

“I didn’t ask, but I think so”