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“You think they’re the kids?” Nyx asks. There are three of them, all admiring our bikes, and one of them is just about to mount Nyx’s.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Jessie warns him as we step out of the trees. All three of them look like a deer in headlights, and Nyx catches the one that tries to bolt by his collar and drags him back.
“We’re glad we ran into you boys. We’re wondering if you could help us?” Jessie speaks to them calmly, taking a seat on his bike and resting his arms over his bars.
“We heard rumors that kids are shooting up around here. Wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would ya?”
All three heads shake, looking like they’re about to crap their pants.
“Do you boys know who we are?” he asks, staring at the middle one, the biggest of the bunch.
“Yeah, we know who you are,” he answers, with a newfound confidence that won’t be lasting long.
“So you’ll know we help keep a clean town here in Manitou Springs, ain’t that right, Squealer?” Jessie looks to me now.
“It's true.” I nod, sparking up a cigarette.
“We consider those who help us do that, allies. So, if you or any of your friends happen to know who is supplying the kids that are jacking up in that wood and they wanna tell us… They’d be our friends.”
“Jonny Douglas says you got over fifty women at the club, and all of ‘em swallow.” One of them takes the bait, and Jessie turns his head back to me and Nyx, throwing us a wicked smile.
“I don’t know who this Jonny Douglas is, but he’s right. There's pussy on tap at the club.”
“Luke Robinson,” the scrawny one out of the trio speaks up first, earning him a scowl from the other two. I feel the tension coil like a spring in Nyx as he cracks his neck and flares his nostrils.
“And what would Luke Robinson get out of selling to you boys? I can’t imagine you can pay much with your paper-round money?” Jessie asks, keeping a level head.
“Oh, we don’t pay him, we deliver—”
“Shut up, Leo,” the older boy hisses at his friend.
“Ahhhh, you boys are running for Luke.” Jessie nods his head as if he’s impressed.
“We don’t deal, we just make drop-offs. We won’t do it anymore. Not now. We’re friends, ain’t we?” Leo’s voice goes from proud to panic as he realizes what he’s landed himself in.
“You seem scared, Leo.” I step forward and let my body overpower him, practically hearing the gulp he makes as he looks up at me.
“Squealer, come on, we ain’t in the business of roughing up kids,” Jessie plays along.
“Everyone should get a free pass, right? And today, boys, you're getting yours. You stop shooting the shit. Luke will be cutting it with all kinds of crap, he ain't gonna give his good stuff away for free. But I’ll bet what you get has just enough in it to keep you on the edge, to make you feel like you need it, am I right?” he asks, and all three boys nod.
“I meant what I said, we don't threaten kids, but anyone who thinks they're big enough to be running drugs in our town is man enough to deal with the consequences. If you wanna know what those consequences are, you find Cobie Turner. I’m sure he’ll tell you. And you can check out the work Nyx did on him at the same time.”
The big kid in the middle looks like he’s gonna spew his guts up.
“You stay away from this wood, you stay away from Luke Robinson, and if you do happen to run into him, then you tell him that The Dirty Souls are looking for him.” Jessie starts up his bike, and both me and Nyx flank him to get on ours. I can’t help myself, as I move past one of the kids I yell “BOOM,” at his face and watch him leap.
We return to the club and find Maddy sitting on the floor surrounded by a circle of paperwork.
“There’s so much here, so many leads, but linking it all together with what we’ve got is gonna take time,” she explains.
“Why don’t you get your girl to come hang out?” Jessie slaps me on the chest.
“First off, she ain’t my girl, and second, do we really want another cop hanging around here? She’s not like Roswell, we can't exactly keep her sweet with pussy and Marilyn’s cooking.”
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you started fucking her,” Jessie points out, and Maddy leaps to her feet and gives him a look.
“Do you have to be so crude?” she asks, moving over to the fridge and coming back with three beers in her hand.
