Dry Gulch (More)
Ray came over to where we were sitting. Human fear has a smell and I was smelling it big time.
“What are you doing here, Ray?” Bernie said.
“My … dad sent me.”
“I thought you weren’t on speaking terms,” Bernie said.
Ray shrugged. That’s a human thing I always watch for. It can mean a few things, usually not good.
“When’s he coming here?” Bernie said.
“That’s the thing – he got … tied up temporarily. He’d like it if you came to him.”
Bernie gave Ray a long look. “Where’s that?” he said.
“I can show you.”
Bernie nodded. Then he did something surprising: He reached out and unbuttoned the top buttons of Ray’s shirt. I’d seen wires before: that’s basic in this business. Ray was wearing one.
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