Rough Riders
“All before I hunted down that fucker Wayne for my money. He knew better than to fuck with me if he wanted to retain the use of his fucking limbs, so I was sure I would find him.
I pulled my phone and called my boy Nate who was taking care of yet another problem I was dealing with, the shit never stops. “Nate, where you guys at?”
“At the warehouse why?”
“Anything yet?”
“Nah, he’s still insisting it wasn’t him.”
“Lying fuck, break his fucking legs, that ought to get him talking.
“Will do boss.” I hung up the phone before heading back the way I came.
I was busy trying to clean up the streets of Cedar Grove, too many youngsters were strung out these days for my liking, that shit was dead.
I’d found out that this guy Slim had brought his operation down from Seattle, trying to branch out I guess. Too bad he’d chosen the wrong fucking place to peddle his shit, right in my fucking backyard. It had started with this young kid Pete; his parents searched me out because their sixteen year old son... had Od’d.MoreLess
I pulled my phone and called my boy Nate who was taking care of yet another problem I was dealing with, the shit never stops. “Nate, where you guys at?”
“At the warehouse why?”
“Anything yet?”
“Nah, he’s still insisting it wasn’t him.”
“Lying fuck, break his fucking legs, that ought to get him talking.
“Will do boss.” I hung up the phone before heading back the way I came.
I was busy trying to clean up the streets of Cedar Grove, too many youngsters were strung out these days for my liking, that shit was dead.
I’d found out that this guy Slim had brought his operation down from Seattle, trying to branch out I guess. Too bad he’d chosen the wrong fucking place to peddle his shit, right in my fucking backyard. It had started with this young kid Pete; his parents searched me out because their sixteen year old son... had Od’d.MoreLess
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