Fatal Justice: Vigilante Justice Series 1 with Jack Lamburt by John Etzil

Author:John Etzil [Etzil, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pier West llc
Published: 2017-03-17T16:00:00+00:00

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I sat with my side to them, pretending to veg out while I nursed my beer. I kicked back, crossed one leg over the other, and tried to sink into the background and appear about as nonaggressive as a six-foot-six guy could. Slouched shoulders, head down. All-around pitiful example of how a man should carry himself. Kind of like George McFly from Back to the Future.

Mary Sue walked away from them, cool as a cucumber. I listened.

“Think she’s lying?”

“I don’t care if she is or isn’t. We take her after she gets off from work and cut the fuckin’ truth out of her.”

“Do we really need to do that?”

“What, you gettin’ fuckin’ soft on me?”

“No, it’s just that we don’t even know if Sammy met up with her.”

“Where the fuck else could he be? Sooner or later, his wife’s gonna call around looking for him. You know how he’s always checking in with her.”

“On Friday nights? Forget about it, nobody calls their wife on Friday night, it’s boys’ night out.”

“Sammy did. He really loves Sally, and when the boss finds out he’s missing, we’re gonna get whacked for it. You want that?”

“Fuck no, I’m just saying that maybe the wench don’t know nothing.”

“So what? It’s just a few hours of work, then we dig a fuckin’ hole. It ain’t like we never whacked a wench before.”

“What’s wrong with you? You ever think before opening up that pie hole of yours? You make it sound like digging a hole is no big deal. You have any idea how rocky this fuckin’ ground is up here in the mountains? It ain’t like we’re down at the Jersey shore.”

I’d heard enough. I left my beer and walked over to the bar, where Debbie was still flirting with her friend at the other end. She looked over at me, then turned back to her friend for a few more seconds. Laughing it up, having a good old time.

She finally started heading over to me and her friend’s eyes stayed glued to her ass as he licked his lips. She stopped to chat with about six more of her admirers, bending over before each one, elbows on the bar, using her cleavage as leverage to fatten her tip jar. She made it over to me and stood with her hands on her hips.

“Can I help you?”

“One more beer and then I’m going to head out.”

She looked at me for a minute, a deadpan expression on her face, and walked over to the cooler in front of Bobby. She bent down and reached into the cooler, feeling around like she couldn’t locate a mug, all the while flirting with Bobby. Now it was his turn to lick his lips. I should open up a Chapstick stand in this place. I’d make a fortune.

She finally pulled out a frosted mug and held it under the tap. She walked back over to me, placed it in front of me, no coaster, and walked away. It wasn’t even a full glass, and the head was four inches thick.

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