Mancini had called earlier with the news that it was taking him longer than expected to smoke Junior out. Kyle, Travis, Lyon, and Creed have been acting shifty-shady since this afternoon, and now this.
"f**k!" How could I be this stupid? Mancini found the Fox in the desert a few thousand miles away, how is it that he can't find one spineless asshole stateside? s**t!
"Lyon, what did you do?"
He had his burger halfway to his mouth when I asked, and just then his phone rang. He didn't say anything more than hello before he smiled and hung up again."
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LYON
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That was perfect f*****g timing. Now there's no question of the asshole sheriff coming at my boy for this s**t. I'm pretty sure he won't be heading back this way anytime soon since his hands were about to be full. The only thin
