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“How’s the negotiation’s for the mechanic’s building coming along?” I asked Rowdy.
“Good. The old man wants to sell. The son wants more money. Honestly, I’m inclined to give it to him. He wants his dad to retire in style.”
“How much more?”
“Ten grand.”
I nod, “Give it to him. What about the bar and car wash?”
“Signing papers next week on both,” Rowdy says.
“When are the rest of the boys and Feather going to be here? We have enough room for them to pick their rooms now.”
“Feather, Tank, Hood, and Spark are coming next week. The rest will be here in two,” Bones said as he checked his list of supplies that he needed to get for the new armory we set up in the basement of the warehouse. That was a nice find. It wasn’t on the original listing. Apparently, the previous owners blocke
