C7 CHAPTER 7

"This better be good, motherfucker." Morris's grunt filled my goddamn ear as I phoned the bastard.

"I need you to clean up." I groaned.

"No, shit. Clean up your own goddamn mess."

I stared at Lani. The girl was seated so far away from me, in fact, from the terror in her eyes, I'd say she'd prefer another fucking place than here with me.

"Can't. I ain't done my own clean up in years