Another Successful Op

by Adam I. Bolenbaugh, (c) 1998 October 25, 1985: Rural LA, 7:49 P.M. I look over at Vick. He’s busy dunking a donut in my coffee, his gun lying in his lap like a coiled snake. I cough. This car is getting cramped. Why the hell have we been staking this place out anyhow? Suburba
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