Hippie stopped dead in his tracks when the old man spoke.
“Aren’t you gonna give your Daddy a hug? Or are you just here to steal my property?”
It was Gloria! He’d been friends with her until she’d run off. Hell, he’d tried to make it with her a dozen times if he’d tried once.
She was arguing with her old man. The words were flying hot and he was only able to catch them in snippets, but he got enough to understand that Joe Downing’s hankering for young girls included even his own daughter. That made Hippie mad and he found that he was heading directly for Downing, transitioning from an observer to a participant in this thing. He only wished Smithy could be here to see this because he had a feeling this was going to be a good one.
Hippie was close enough now to make out what Downing said
