Chapter 19
"We have a shipment coming in tomorrow night."
"I thought we agreed to wait a few days." And I don't have anywhere to put the damn drugs. Which you damn well know.
"No, you said wait. I went with what worked. I've lost too much money already."
Cal could feel the veins in his throat pulse as his muscles tightened up. "Fine. Give me a few hours. A few things have changed since I went away." Cal slammed his fist against his thigh. It was something he'd learned in prison to keep himself from opening his mouth and blasting the other person. In prison, others didn't just keep it to a word fight. His forearm ached. It pretty much always hurt but was a good reminder. It's where he'd been stabbed by an inmate who didn't like his big mouth.
"I told you to get things back on track. I
