CHAPTER 12THE BIG MEETING
Darius and Craig had been told to wait in the church parking lot for a Sergeant Doe. They had no information on him. Langley also had nothing. They could only guess at what part he was to play. This time they had been waiting in the car for over an hour.
“I don’t think the son of a b***h is coming,” Craig said with nervous impatience. “I need a cigarette. Do you mind?” Without waiting for an answer, Craig reached in his shirt pocket for his half-empty pack of cigarettes.
“Yes, I do mind. Please don’t light up one of those things in here. It’s difficult enough to breathe in this damp, filthy air.”
“I could roll down the windows.”
“It wouldn’t matter. The stink would still get all over me—in my nostrils, in my lungs. It takes forever to get rid of it. I don’t s
