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“Nope, not in shock. I just have a plan, and we need to execute it. As long as we stay on track, everything will fall into place, and my life will set itself straight.”
“I’m on board,” Percy confirms, even as I catch her giving awhat the fucklook to Sammi and Becky. “So let’s walk into this run-down warehouse on this deserted dead-end street in a sketchy part of Vegas. Woo!”
We’re still laughing at Percy’s scary but accurate read on the situation when we push open the heavy doors and walk into the darkened space.
It takes our eyes a minute to adjust to the darkness, but when they do—holy shit! Scary-looking dudes and a few dudettes are standing around in a few different groupings.
One group is handing money to the largest, most muscular black guy I’ve ever seen. He jots down something in a tiny notepad each time he’s handed a wad of bills.
Another grouping is standing around, cheering on …something.
“Am I crazy or is this an underground cock-fighting ring?” Percy clarifies.
We inch up to the cheering crowd.
I push Becky in between a biker wearing a Hell’s Angels jacket and a five-foot Korean guy with a man bun.
She peers between them and then comes back up from air, her eyes wide and her mouth forming anO.
“I found the lobsters,” she stage whispers.
“What?” we all three say at once.
Becky looks around and then points to a board on one of the walls.
Sure enough, it’s a list of names that could only be for lobsters, like Clawdius, Rocky Blobster, and Dual Shears, along with odds for each one.
Clawdius is a clear favorite.
“What the fuck areyoudoing here?” a Ronda Rousey look-alike says, quickly walking toward us.
Becky and I are looking around and behind us, sure that she’s referring to someone else, while Percy is pointing to herself in confusion. Sammi just stands there.
“You!” the woman says, coming to stand directly in front of us. “All of you. What the fuck gives you the nerve to show up here tonight after the shit youallpulled last night?”
“Look at that board!” she points out.
“I know,” Percy says. “Clawdius is a fucking stud.”
The angry woman gets right in Percy’s face and says, “You think that’s funny, cupcake? That board is usually full, but today, we only have a few names on it.”
“Oh my god!” Sammi exclaims. “What happened to the poor things?”
“Youhappened!” she answers furiously, waving her pointed finger back and forth in front of all of us. “You came in here and turned the place upside down. When you left, most of our fighters were gone too.”
“Your fighters?” Percy queries.
“The lobsters!” she snaps. “Get out of here, and don’t come back until you have my lobsters with you.”
With that, she huffs away, muttering and cursing under her breath. Once she’s out of earshot, we stand silent for a moment, letting everything sink in.
“Does that really answer the mystery?” Becky asks, puzzled.
“It tells us where the lobsters came from, just not howwegotherelast night,” I say.
“But we stole their lobsters?” Percy asks. “Who would want to steal lobsters who’ve been trained to be fighters?”
Percy, Sammi, Becky, and I look from one to the other, then we all slowly turn to look at Sammi. Feeling all eyes on her, Sammi takes a step back.
