Chapter 2
Monte was in the back trying to get things arranged a little better when he heard the bell on the shop’s door. Straightening from his crouch over a box, he stumbled as he headed for the doorway to the front.
Drake Dawson stood there, glowering around the store. He wasn’t wearing the plaid coat today, but instead had on a BDU jacket that matched his typical camo pants.
“Awright, what the f**k you do with my package? I ordered another case of ammo and it ain’t come yet, so I’m gonna bet that worthless delivery dude just left it here. He won’t drive out my road—prob’ly too lazy to open the three gates.”
“I haven’t received any packages that weren’t addressed to my business. I don’t think Jed would fail to deliver a package if it came. He’s very conscientious.”
Dawson snorted. “
