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Putting it mildly, really.

“It might take me a bit,” Tuck said, “but I am sure I could pull something together. Are you good to wait, or nah?”

Renzo passed Lucia a look, but she was focused on the road ahead of them. He was grateful for her distraction. In the backseat, Diego was still sitting with his sour face firmly in place. At least, he’d stopped whining. That felt like one battle won, for now. Renzo could deal with his bad mood later.

“I will see what I can do,” Tuck muttered. “But so I know, how opposed are you to taking a bus?”

“Like a Greyhound?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Renzo wasn’t about to be fucking picky, but that wasn’t the problem he had with a bus. “I’ll need a fucking ID to get a ticket, man.” Not to mention, Lucia, too. Diego wouldn’t need one if he was traveling with them, though. “Which is something I don’t have right now.”

Tuck sucked in air through his teeth. “I might be able to pull some strings there, too. Like I said, just need some time. If I get you a ticket, can you get on the bus, Ren?”

“Yeah, man.”

“Okay, I’ll call you back when I get one—”

“Three,” Renzo said quickly. “I need three tickets.”

Tuck whistled low under his breath. “Jesus, what are you doing, man?”

Renzo could only laugh. “Right now, trying to get to Vegas.”

“What did you leave behind, then?”

“Maybe it’s better you don’t know, Tuck.”

His friend made a noise, but finally muttered, “Yeah, probably not. Listen, we’ll talk more when you get here, and get some shit settled. Hang tight, stay out of trouble for a bit, and I will get you tickets for that bus.”

Great.

“Thanks.”

A quick goodbye later, and Renzo was staring at the blank phone in his hands. Lucia was still quiet in the driver’s seat, so he decided to be the first to break the silence.

“We’ll get it figured out,” he said.

She passed him a look. “Will we?”

Well, they didn’t really have a choice, did they?

It was this, or go back.

And he wasn’t fucking going back.

Not now.

“Tuck will get us what we need,” Renzo said.

Lucia looked his way. “Interesting name.”

“His name is Tucker—everybody always called him Tuck, though.”

“Huh.”

Yeah, that was one way to describe Tuck.