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The V in Vigilant-7
And, more importantly, what would Matt have to say if he found out? No, one swiped video game simply wasn’t worth upsetting his lover by playing the hero yet again. Fortunately, the two caused no real trouble. They hunkered together in the back, passing a paper bag between them and snickering as if they thought they were fooling anyone. Vic knew a bottle of Hennessey sloshed around inside that bag, and both men had used it to drown a handful of poppers once the bus got rolling. The sooner they got off, the better. They rode to a stop along Lakeside, and Vic couldn’t drive away fast enough. The moment they were gone, Roger made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat. “God, can you believe them? Where’s a cop when you need one, eh?” Vic grunted. In his rearview mirror he watched Mick
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