Fury seemed fascinated by something or somebody beyond the windshield. “So, I wanted to know more about you. You in that alley with Duke…” Fury rubbed the steering wheel, and Nathan gazed longingly at the finger play. Nathan so needed to get out of there.
“I know Duke,” Fury said. “I know what he is and who he works for, and I had to see if you were workin’ that s**t with him or if you were just a guy who needs a fix from time to time.”
“Why?” Nathan asked, and he didn’t much like how it came out a croaked whisper.
“‘Cause if you were the first, then I didn’t want nothin’ to do with you. But if you were the second…” Fury shrugged. “Dunno. Don’t mind that so much. Don’t like the drug s**t, but I know a thing or two about itches and gettin’ them scratched.”
The world was vibrating in tim
