Racing the Moon
“It was about time he got paid. Got his money moved. Got his life back.MJ could feel Sonny right behind him, rumbling a little, tense. They weren't exactly in agreement about this whole getting back in contact thing, but damn. Half a mil was half a mil and he wasn't throwing it away.Not after getting beaten and slammed and losing his 'stang.He got the laptop booted up and logged in, moving his money first, just in case.Sonny prowled. He could see the man out of the corner of his eye, watching the street out the window, sipping a cup of vile black coffee. Or at least it smelled vile. "Come on, Precious," Sonny said on one close pass. "Hurry.""Yeah. Yeah. I needed to move cash." He logged onto the private server, fingers flying as he tried to get hold of Harry. "Come on. Come on."He'd just about given up when the first message came through. 'MJ? That you?' "Yeah, it's me, you son of a bitch. Surprise," MJ muttered as he started to type.'Yeah. It's me. I want my payment.''Of course. Where... are you and I'll get it to you.''Fuck that.MoreLess
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