Chapter Twenty-Two

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Jericho shut himself in the small office above the restaurant the pack owned in town.  He checked his watch, and pulled out his cell phone, before he called his contact.  "Violet... what do you have for me?" "I have something.  But its going to cost you." "How much?" "How much is this info worth to you, Rico?" Violet purred on the other end of the line.  "10,000." "Rico, Rico... don't play with me.  50,000, or I forget what I know." "Fine.  50,000.  In your account, in one hour, if your intel is that good." "You know its good, baby." "So tell me." "I bugged Todd's phone." "Excellent.  And?" "He got a call this morning... a certain gentlemen wanted to know who the wolf at the trailer was.  Todd held out... for 60 grand.  Then he spilled, gave them your name.  And told them you ar

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