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Lou

Ichecked my Rolex. 8:30. Two and a half hours to liftoff.

I looked at myself in my bathroom mirror. Stared into my own eyes, looking for any hint of weakness, any trace of fear.

Nothing. Just excitement… and the feeling that I deserved this.

I fucking deserved this.

Tonight was the night it all came together. Tonight was the night all my plans paid off.

Three point five million dollars. Cash.

All the scheming… all the risks… all the bullshit… tonight, it was all gonna be worth it.

Tonight I was gonna get mine.

I slid on the bulletproof vest, then buttoned my black shirt over it.

No fuckin’ sense in taking chances.

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Fiona

We called Sid to coordinate, and we all left Morro Bay at 7:30 so we could be in Richards before ten. At 9:45 we stopped at a rest stop ten miles outside the city, where we all got out and stared at the distant lights of the city.

“Enjoy the bonin’?” Sid asked as he leaned against the trunk of his car.

“I did, thank you,” I said sardonically.

“Well, at least somebody got some. Me, I got some pay-per-view Skin-a-Max and that was about it.”

“Ugh,” I groaned. “TMI, Sid.”

“What’s that?”

“Too much information.”

“Well, that’s the only TMI around here, then. You got a plan yet?”

“We should be getting a call soon about the time and location,” Jack said. “I figure you should hang back with your rifle and be our ace in the hole again.”

“Good. That’s about all I was willin’ to do, anyway.”

“Friend Prices don’t include any more than that, huh?”

“They sure as hell don’t include gettin’ killed.”

“Nobody’s getting killed,” I said, though I sounded a whole lot more confident than I felt.

“Not on our side, anyway,” Jack agreed.

“Not for what I’m gettin’ paid, that’s for goddamn sure,” Sid grumbled.

164

Kade called just before ten o’clock. Jack put him on speakerphone.

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