The agitation for the cellphone violation quickly vanished when he realized what I was telling him. He and his pops were close. If anything happened to Old Man Farley, we wouldn't see Farley in here for days.
"Get the hell outta here. Once you get there and know more about what's going on, give me a call and let me know if you'll be in on Monday, but don't worry about this place, we've got it covered."
I was about to turn around and race to my truck when I remembered Masyn. "Hey, Farley, can you do me a favor?"
"Of course."
"Can you tell Masyn what happened and that I'll call her when I know more?"
"Definitely. Now, go."
I slapped the metal door casing and gave him a curt nod. It was as close as I could get to saying thank you when I was on the verge of losing my s**t. My dad and I h
