Shootout

1948 Words

Dashawn Three prospects and I parked close to the motel while we waited for Demon and Crush to arrive with a vehicle. They stayed behind to get more intel for us. The people these girls ran from with two little kids weren’t nice. We were keeping an eye on the place just in case. I was chowing down on a breakfast sandwich when I saw a gray paneled van show up. Three white guys, two Hispanic guys, and an Asian guy jumped out. “Sh*t, how much you want to bet these are the f*ckers that took the women and kids in the first place,” I said to Bug, one of our prospects. He was called that because he could hide a listening bug in the most random places, and they can never be found. “Not taking any bet, that would be stupid because it’s clear that those are the guys.” We watched them kick

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