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“I need a doctor, man,” Campbell said through clenched teeth. “I think I’m gonna pass out.”

“You’ll be fine,” Will said, watching as the other guy tried to work out how to secure them both to the car. Finally, he laced the cuffs through the open driver’s side window, locking one wrist each.

“You good?” Will asked as he put his gun back in the holster. Billy, who Campbell had called, would be on his way. Will looked at his watch. It shouldn’t matter. “Now toss me your gun.”

“I left it over there. You saw.”

“Not that one. The other one.”

The guy made a face, then pulled a small gun from under the bottom of his pant leg. He threw it toward Will, and it skidded along the ground.

After kicking the gun away, Will went to the container and opened it. With the doors wide open, the light revealed a line of televisions that took up most of the space at the front.

“Televisions, huh?” They were a generic brand. “Not even a good cover.” He walked inside and dragged a couple of big ones out the door to make more room. Behind them were cardboard boxes. Not what he’d hoped to find, but that didn’t mean they weren’t in there.

“Hello?” he called out, his voice muffled by the boxes. “Hello? Anyone in here?” Not even a muffled scraping could be heard. There was no life inside.

He lifted his head and closed his eyes, then kicked a box, breaking it. A cereal box fell out. Will ripped it open, spilling the granola on the floor along with several small bags of a white substance.

He stomped back outside. “Drugs? That’s what’s in there?”

“I didn’t know that was there. I swear. I thought we were transporting TVs and cereal.”

“TVs and cereal.” Will shook his head. “I hope your lawyer has a better defense than that. Listen, I don’t actually care about the drugs.”

“You don’t?”

“No. That’s not why I’m here. Is there any more to this shipment that hasn’t arrived yet?”

“No. This is it. That’s the only container we got. We were just here waiting for the truck that would transport it.”

Will squeezed the bridge of his nose. It would have been better if he could have questioned Muscles. This guy obviously was at the bottom of the food chain. But even fleas get a bite of the big dog.

He prayed constantly for a break. Maybe this could be it.God, please let there be more.

“I can tell you’re smart.” Will paced in front of the car. “You’re the only one left uninjured, and that takes guts.”

“Does it?”

“Sure. If you’re going to survive in this business, you need to know how to survive, right?”

“I guess.”

“You know what other smart thing you can do?”

“What?”

“I’m going to call the cops.” Will didn’t want the attention a bust like this would bring, so he’d give it to the local police and let them take all the credit. “I can promise you they won’t be as forgiving as I am. But if you come clean with me now, I might let you go.”

“Come clean about what?”

“There are a lot of drugs in there.”

“Are there?” Will gave him a look, and he folded. “Yeah. There are. But they didn’t tell me how much. I swear.”

“What is it? Cocaine?”

“Yeah.”

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