CHAPTER 23
I awake alone, but the noise in the other room is loud.
“It has to be today, bruther!” Rooster says. “The deal we made with the Grunge can’t wait—they have product we have to move this week, or we’re screwed.”
“We need another day to prepare.” Ryder this time. “We can’t—”
“We have it under control.” Mack. “It’s why we picked this place, right?”
I snatch my T-shirt off the floor. Pants… pants… ah. My bag is in the corner. My jeans are balled on the top, and it only takes a second to slide into them and make my way to the doorway. A little sore, but it was worth every delicious thrust. I smile to myself, but my grin vanishes when I open the door.
“If we get to Montreal, we can finish brokering the deal even if we have to hire out transport,” Ryder says. “Pokey is up there. H
