DEED OF TRUST
By the blood-curling screams of Jeffery, I’d thought someone had skinned him alive. How that man lived in New Orleans all his life and never had eaten gator, would baffle my mind forever. That was like a Texan never eating deer. I think Jeffery was in his own genre.
A sudden dead silence fell over the crackling fire as all eyes snapped up at my good friend. Shortly following, there was a chorus of laughter. Obviously, Jeffery made a big hit with the bikers as they enjoyed a friendly slap across his boney back.
Jeffery pursed his lips and held his head high as he walked prissily over and sat down next to Dom and me without so much as an utter.
Slim nodded over to Aidan as he directed his question to me. “Since you think it’s a shot… ask that fella what he knows. If he won’
