Chapter 21
I WAS BREWING MYSELF a pot of coffee when Raptor and Tail showed up just after nine a.m.
“They certainly did a number on your windows,” said Tail, walking through the doorway. “Good thing you weren’t in your usual spot on the couch j*********f to pornos or you’d be dead, brother.”
“Good thing your mother wasn’t in her usual spot, down there on the carpet, blowing me. We’d both be goners,” I answered, grinning back.
Tail flipped me off.
“This is some serious s**t,” said Raptor, examining some of the bullet holes in the side of the wall. “And you said the neighbors called the cops?”
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Are they investigating?” asked Raptor.
“I don’t know. They recovered most of the bullets and said they’d be looking into this, but I told them I wasn’t interested in pressin
