Chapter 6

Scooter loaded the bags into the bed of a rather beat-up Dodge Ram. “Harry-Rex’ll feel better, if he sees you’re doin’ okay in a few days. An’ I might as well get this out of the way: I am gay an’ prettymuch all the locals know it. If that’s gonna be a problem for you, best we part ways now, no hard feelings.” There was something hesitantly belligerent in Scooter’s stance, like the Deliverance joke Harry-Rex had made earlier had rubbed him a little raw.

Andy held up his hands in surrender. “I’m bisexual myself,” he offered. “So unless you’re going tojump down my throat for not being gold-star gay, we’re good.”

Scooter studied him for a moment, those piercing gray-blue eyes seeming to see right through him. “A’ight, then. I don’t fuck customers and I don’t fuck employees. Those’re rules I don’t break—learned ‘em the hard way. So long as we’re clear, hop in and I’ll show you what passes for home for this neck of the woods.”

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