CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

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Gina “Rusty was a cold-hearted bastard that would break someone’s leg for a dollar and give you back change. He also taught me a lot about living, and even more about dying. Anyway, Rusty was barely in the ground, and Cutter pointed the staff at me and said out loud to the room, ‘Anyone here that’s got a problem with young Clutch picking up Rusty’s patch better come to me with a good fuckin’ reason, right here and right fuckin’ now.’” “He didn’t ask you beforehand?” “Never mentioned a word. In fact, I’m not even sure he’d uttered more than ten words directly to me. Until about two years prior I reported to Rusty, and then to Wolf.” “So why did he spring it on you?” “Because that’s the way Cutter started doing things at the end, real impulsively. At least that’s the way it seemed at t

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