“No. Mother was a b***h this morning. I had to get out of there. That"s why I came so early to your place.”
“Right, right.”
“Okay, um, I think this is as many people as we can get here, so, I"m going to wait until Lassiter calls me, and tells me he"s ready,” I said.
“Who"s Lassiter?” Wendy asked.
“That"s that motorcycle thug,” Nadine said sweetly. They both settled on a log nearby. I pulled out two water bottles and handed them each one. It was a hot day, and I tipped a bottle to my lips.
Someone slapped a mosquito. I looked back at Nadine. “Damned bugs!”
“Sorry. I forgot the bug spray,” I said.
“I sprayed myself before coming,” Nadine said. “Guess I forgot my legs.”
My phone rang and I answered it. It was Lassiter.
“Everyone who"s going to be here, is here,” he said in my ear.
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