good guy to have on our side. Of all people to do this with, he’d be the prime candidate,” Sine says.

“Let’s get walking. Don’t feel comfortable talking about it here,” I tell them and walk down the front steps. We continue down the street and stop at the street corner a few feet away from our vehicle and stop. Grant and I light up a cigarette.

“I can’t believe you guys don’t see it my way,” he says after he exhales. “We basically tricked him to turn himself in and you all are getting soft on him? Is there something you guys know that I don’t?”

“No, but, you saw him. You don’t get us either,” Sine says.

“You’re right. I don’t. You’re both nuts,” he tells us and laughs.

“Are you gonna help us or do you want out?” I ask.

“I don’t know. I really don’t see what is in it for me,” Grant says.

“You’re cut of the bounty we just got,” I say.

“Are you kidding me?” He asks.


“Who died and made you boss?”

“No one.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Wanna bet?”

“Fuck you. We’re going to the bank tomorrow and I’m getting my cut!”

“If you help us, you will.”

Grant stares me down.

“Hey, you’ve got options.”

“Fine! I’ll do it. But, you better knock off that top dog attitude you got over me, asshole!” Grant says, gets in my face and blows smoke in my eye.

“Then get on my level!”

“Six feet under?” He says angrily.

“Cool it!!” Sine shouts. “Just cool it!”

“Yeah. Fine. Let’s just get in the car,” I say. We get in and I drive around a few blocks and park far enough away so we can see the front door of the precinct and watch for number eighty-six to come back out.

“What are we getting ourselves into?” Grant moans.

“Just make damn sure you stay far enough away from them. Don’t want them to know we’re following,” Sine tells me.

“We have done this so many times. I know, Sine."

I break out a pair of binoculars and watch the front double doors. We’re around five blocks down the street. We wait for about a half hour and still nothing. By that time, Grant falls asleep and we can hear him snoring.

“Damn, I hope they bring him out soon. If we fall asleep here we won’t know he left,” I say.

“We could take turns,” Sine says.

“Sounds good to me. I’m pretty damn tired. It’s after three,” I say.

“You go ahead and take a nap. Hand me those binoculars,” Sine yawns.

“You sure? If you can’t stay awake, we can go get some coffee,” I say.

“That’s all right. I’ll stay awake,” Sine tells me.

The End

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