Chapter 066
The patrol officers had been easy enough to dismiss. Paul had given them the standard line about a g**g dispute, kept his voice steady, and they'd moved on without asking too many questions. That was the thing about the Mans Crew's reputation in this neighborhood: it was useful even when the crew itself was no longer in a position to back it up. He walked back down into the wine cellar with Soren's eyes on him the entire way. The MP5 came down onto the table with a solid clank. Soren pulled four magazines and two boxes of ammunition from the cabinet and set them alongside it, then looked at Paul and said, "Come here and load these." Paul didn't argue. He pulled up a stool, picked up the first magazine, and began pressing rounds in one by one. Across the table, Soren was doing the same t
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