Chapter 3Jerry had just finished a good plate of Texas barbeque and sides when Riki and Ivan approached. He was still feeling mellow, although a small twinge of concern coursed through him. They were both smiling and looking very jovial. Somehow, that did not reassure him. An inner sense told him they were up to something, probably something he’d have misgivings about.
“Hey, Jerry,” Riki greeted. “Did you get what you were lookin’ for?”
Jerry nodded. “Oh yeah. Ivan, you’ve got good s**t, no question about that. So what’s up?”
Ivan indicated a group of chairs in one corner of the back yard. “Let’s go over there and sit. Grab another beer on the way. Riki and I’ve got some ideas to share with you.”
After using a church key to open the beer, Jerry followed, the can cold and wet in his han
