Four Deep | An Excerpt
{ 397-word excerpt } Three-thirty now. He’s got the four of us waiting with our cocks in our hands, but since I’m responsible for this partnership I’m the one who’s going to get pissed on. At this hour with Mulligan’s now closed we’re lucky we haven’t seen any cops sweeping the parking lot. I’m sure it’s just a matter time, though. After another five minutes we finally see the rat bastard’s Monte Carlo pull into the parking lot, then next to my Ninety-Eight where we’re all leaning against it. I notice he doesn’t switch off his engine. Considering the situation I can’t bother with pleasantries. “Raleigh, you got our take?” The twitchy bastard hands over a black gym bag from his passenger seat. “Yeah, it’s all there.” I give the bag to Bert as he hops back into my car so he can do a quick visual. I bet no more than four seconds go by before he’s humming “mmhm” to himself, which isn’t good news. “Raleigh, Raleigh, you’re short, man,” He finally says with …