Zachariah dialed a number on his cell phone. The voice on the other end answered, “Hello, Zachariah.”
“Good morning and congratulations, ‘Body Bag.’ You were the grand prize winner last night.”
“So, I won 25,000 bucks, no shit.”
“No s**t; and as a matter of fact, being that last night was our club’s first anniversary, I doubled the prize.”
“I won $50,000. f**k me! Thanks, Zachariah.”
“You deserve it, a witness and a policeman all in one night. Now, how would you like to make an extra $10,000 for you and $5,000 for a friend.”
“Sure, what do you want me to do?”
“There’s a certain Sergeant Rodriguez who’s hunting me, but I’m staying one step ahead of him. I think he needs to be discouraged a little. Perhaps you and a friend can do a ride by if you know what I mean. Don’t kill him, just
