Chapter 105
“That’s some boat, you have there.” A man swayed drunkenly at the edge of the dock staring down at their patrol boat.
The two garda of the Panamanian Customs Service looked at each other. It was just going to be one of those nights; drunken tourists and boring as hell.
“Is that a two hundred y’all got on this here boat?” The American drunk might have been staring at the engines mounted on the stern. It was hard to tell with the way his head was wobbling.
“There are two of them, senõr.”
“s**t!” the man took a slug off the bottle he held clenched in his fist. “I’m so drunk I’m seeing single instead of double.”
They laughed.
“Hey, you want some? You guys looked bored as s**t. It’s Crown Royal. Damn good.”
“For Crown Royal, we’ll take you for a free tour of the harbor.”
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