Chapter 65

“Jackson brought along a third party.” It was something that couldn’t be anticipated, but Jameson wouldn’t appreciate that, the college boy asshole.

“Goddammit!” He breathed heavily. “What about Jackson?”

“He’s dead, if not now, then soon. He was bleeding out when we took off. The other man took a bullet to the head, but it looked like a crease, and I don’t know how he’ll fare.”

“Sloppy shooting.”

Like you could do any better? Deuce breathed deeply through his nose, and counted to ten in an effort to keep the words behind his teeth. “One of my own men was shot. You may not be aware, but the people down here are maniacs. Who carries a concealed weapon just to go to Home Depot?”

Jameson grunted over the line. “What else can go wrong?”

Deuce cleared his throat. “There was collateral damage.”

“Jesus,” Jameson muttered.

Yeah, that was pretty much what Deuce had thought.

“What happened?”