Chapter 8Sid glanced at Thorn as he jumped into the passenger seat of his old, rusty Chevy. Cognac took up the entire backseat—he normally sat next to Sid in the front.
“Why are you here, Thorn?” If he was gonna kill Sid, the car was a bad place to do it. Unless he planned to burn it of course, then it was pretty efficient to have him there.
“I…its wrong. All of this is because of some liquor deal, and don’t ask me how Kannan got caught up in it, but he was only supposed to scare you.”
“Well, he succeeded.” Sid started the car and drove south. Shade’s cabin was about an hour’s drive outside the city, and he wanted to get there as soon as possible. If Jeb was right, this might not go as badly as he’d first imagined it would. He’d do best in dropping Thorn off before he got there, though.
