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Jack searched the console, then popped open the glove compartment. “Not that I can see.”
“Let me see your phone, Kade.”
He handed it to me.
“Who are you going to call?” Jack asked.
“Sid.”
“You know his number without looking in your phone?”
“I’ve memorized a few important numbers. Unlike some people I know,” I kidded him.
“After tonight, I’m memorizing everybody’s,” Jack grumbled.
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We ditched the truck in a parking lot about 30 miles from Richards, and Sid picked us up in his Oldsmobile. Not happily, by the way.
“3AM limo rides ain’t included in Friend Prices,” he grumbled as Jack and I got in the back seat.
“Thank you, Sid,” I said, then kissed my hand and patted my fingers on his bald head.
“You two look like shit,” he observed, then looked over at Kade as he slipped into the front passenger seat. “Who’s the Viking?”
“My right-hand man,” Jack said.
“You got an oversized right hand, then. Elephantiasis or somethin’.”
“Just get us back to the room, Sid,” I said.
“‘Just get us back to the room, Sid,’” Sid muttered, shaking his head as he started the car. “This ain’t a fuckin’ cab, you know.”
We explained the situation on the way to Sid’s hotel, and how the authorities might be looking for us. He dropped us off on a nearby residential street, then went on ahead and opened a side door for us when we walked up to the rear of the hotel.
“I guess you’ll be wantin’ separate rooms,” he groused as we shuffled in.
“Why?” Jack asked.
“Bonin’.”
“Sid!” I hissed.
“I think they already did that,” Kade said in his deadpan voice.
“Well you ain’t doin’ it in my room,” Sid said.
I turned red. Jack just grinned.
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Once we were inside Sid’s room, I borrowed his charger and plugged in my phone.
“What’s the plan, Stan?” Sid asked.
“Call Sloane, get what she promised me, and hit Lou’s meth operation,” Jack said – then made a face and groaned. “Shit…”
“What?”
