33.
During what’s left of the short
drive over newly formed wave-like dunes of sunbaked desert back to the Land
Cruiser, I fill Andre in on the highlights of what’s transpired since I was
nearly arrested back in Florence for balling my fist in the mouth a client
whose wife had just balled me the night before.
“And now here we are,” Manion says,
as the Land Cruiser comes into view. “You and my ex-wife.”
“Ex being the key prefix here,
Professor.”
He’s quiet for a moment while we
pull up on the Land Cruiser’s tailgate.
“You having s*x with my ex-wife,
Chase?”
I steal a look at him while behind
me, Anya and Sameh climb down from the bed.
“Let’s put it this way, Professor,”
I say. “You’re divorced and she’s a free agent. Now that I’ve completed my
mission and safely rescued yo
