I Know the Kind of Men Who Are Attracted to Ill-Gotten Gains
I heard the shooting as I approached the house. How could you not? It sounded like a war zone. Chet and the boys were out back launching clay pigeons into the air. They had a spring loaded machine that sent three disks spinning high. A boy I didn’t recognize stood off to the side with a handheld launcher. When the machine finished, his job was to send one more disk chasing after the main group.They told me later they did this to mimic the behavior of real birds.“There’s always a straggler,” Leon said with a smirk.Chet noticed me walk up but he didn’t say anything. Our eyes met and he nodded…
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