Chapter 39

“You better believe it. It was bad enough finding out he and Celeste were obviously having an affair, but when he mentioned money and guns? There was no way I couldn’t. It was just after eight and he headed straight for our house. They didn’t leave until around nine-thirty, at which point they took his car and drove directly here, Mick. I parked a block away and saw them going around to the back. You know…okay, you probably don’t remember this, but I keep a loaded gun in the glove compartment because I sometimes take large cash deposits to the bank after hours if the club’s had a busy night.” Trenton spread his hands. “The rest, as they say, is history.”

“One thing I’ll be eternally grateful for. If it hadn’t been for you we might be dead now,” Mick replied.

“Might?” Shorty snorted. “We’d be grilled human on the half-shell and that bitch and her boy-toy would be toasting our demise with champagne.”