Chapter Thirty-Seven
The guards had assembled themselves across the front gate. There were six of them and the big guy with no teeth stood in the middle, his shotgun slung loosely in the crook of an elbow. He grinned when he recognized her car. Taz stopped, got out. “I am here to see Allen Kozak,” she shouted across.
Toothless did a double take. His jaw set, thinning his lips and Taz knew she had the name right. “He’s here, behind me. But this is private property, lady. I need to see your warrant.”
Taz looked beyond, into the compound. A tall rakish man dressed in black and with his arms crossed, leaned against the railing of what looked to be a schoolhouse. He grinned at her, clearly enjoying himself.
Taz refocused on Toothless. “I did not have time for a warrant. But I figure, when y
