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Tex held his head in his right hand and looked at me through one squinted eye. “Is this about the Roadhouse? You come to even the score?”

“No.”

“Then what the fuck’re you doin’ here, Jack?”

“I came to talk.”

“Came to talk, or came to get me fuckin’ killed?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean – ”

Tex made his hand into a pistol, put his finger up to his temple, and dropped his thumb like the hammer on a revolver.

“Pow. If Lou knew you was here, he’d shoot me in the head. Wouldn’t bother to say ‘Hey,’ neither.”

“Then I guess he better not find out I’m here.”

Tex watched me resentfully. “What do you really want?”

“I gotta say, you don’t seem real happy to see me.”

“That old fucker in that Christmas story wasn’t real happy to see those fuckin’ ghosts, neither.”

“Is that what I am to you? A ghost?”

“Might as well be. You’re a dead man if Lou catches you in Richards, that’s for damn sure.”

I sat there looking at him in silence for a second. Then I said, “Get your phone.”

“Why? You want me to call Lou and make it official?”

“No, I want you to text Bucky, Fishbone, Lee, and Indiana. Get ‘em over here, but don’t tell ‘em it’s me.”

“It’s like… five in the fuckin’ mornin’, man.”

“It’s ten.”

“I know you been outta the MC for a minute, but five and ten AM are basically the same fuckin’ thing.”

“Text them. And let me see it before you send it.”

“Yes ma’am,” Tex grumbled as he pulled out his phone.

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He sent the message, which said he would meet them all at Lee’s house, and that it was important. Life or death important.

Once they’d all assembled at Lee’s and texted back Where the fuck are you? I had Tex tell them, Change of plans – get the fuck over here ASAP.

“They’re gonna know this ain’t me,” Tex said.

“How’s that?”

“This ‘ASAP’ bullshit. I don’t use fuckin’ acronyms.”

“You just used the word ‘acronym.’”

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