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Silas moved the Cutlass’ rear view mirror to see what Bart was putting inside the trunk. After it slammed shut, he watched Bart stick his right index finger inside a baggie of white powder then pull it out and run the finger over his teeth. A grin escaped Bart’s thin lips before folding the baggie and shoving it in the waistband of his jeans. Bart got in the car, fidgeting as he gave instructions.

“The name of the place in Sarasota is Paul’s Bar & Grill. Head north and  do the speed limit. Between my pants and the trunk, we have about 3 to 5 years of jail time.”

Silas sighed and said under his breath, “yay, another 100 bucks.”

He liked driving with the windows up so he could listen to the radio but Bart rolled his down and stared at Silas until he did the same. After a couple of…

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