Bossy Burglar: A Hero Club Novel by A.J. Norris & Hero Club

Author:A.J. Norris & Hero Club [Norris, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cocky Hero Club, Inc.
Published: 2021-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Lincoln

Bandit met me outside Flynn’s house at 7:45 PM. We let ourselves in past the gate and stalled out on the pathway to the door. The narrow three-story sat between two houses of almost equal size and dimension. Tall and narrow. A block from the ocean, real estate was scarce. Developers crammed houses on tiny strips of land any way they could.

“This is it,” Bandit said. “The road is winding down.”

“Yeah, maybe. Not holding my breath. He abandoned the last rodeo right before the main event. Left us in the ring with the charging bull and no clown in sight.”

“Nobody was working the gate either.”

“Really chapped my ass, too.”

My best friend and I chuckled. Our running joke were rodeo analogies—we were all about keeping with the cowboy theme. Flynn pulled the last job because he got a feeling. However, if you asked me, he was hitting the dab rig too hard. Paranoid much?

Derrick walked up from out of the shadows. “Whassup?” he asked with a stiff nod.

“Hey, man,” Bandit said. “Here for the meeting. Same as you.”

The recent arrival went for the door and we followed him inside. We were greeted by marble floors in the foyer. A set of stairs to the right led down to the garage and a another set directly ahead of us went up.

When we reached the third floor, I heard voices, particularly Melanie’s mixed in with Flynn’s Texan accent, Rico, and at least one voice I didn’t recognize. Rico had a distinct pattern to his speech where almost everything he said sounded like a question.

“We’re up here,” Rico yelled from the steps leading to the rooftop patio. From my vantage point, all I saw were his boots.

“Are you sure?” I mumbled. Man, the guy needed a confidence injection. How he earned a place within the Syndicate I’d never know. Melanie’s laughter drifted down from above. I jogged up the steps. She was sitting across from Flynn and next to some fucker I recognized from Mr. Crowley’s party. A fire crackled in the fireplace.

Rico headed for the edge of the roof and lit a cigarette. He’d shaved his head and looked like he had clean clothes on, which was a change for once. Bandit sat in the only chair, and I took a seat next to Flynn so I could keep my eyes on Mr. Crowley’s party friend.

The Cowboy spat some chew into a red plastic cup, because apparently, he cared about the cleanliness of his home as opposed to his workplace. “Now that we’re all here, we can get to discussin’ business. I think we all know each other by now, except some of you may not have been formally introduced to Max. He’ll be joinin’ ya’ll since Jerry’s unfortunate accident.”

Max ran a hand through his shoulder-length dirty blond hair. His jaw was covered in at least a week’s worth of beard.

Bandit glanced at me sideways. I was betting that he and I were thinking the same thing: This shit for brains was going to be trouble.

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