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“No one. I came on my own.”

“You can’t find this shit at your college?” He stood across from me behind the bar, his arms crossed.

“I don’t go to college.” I took a long drink of my beer. It was good. I was hot and thirsty and nervous as hell. The beer calmed me down a little, but I was still very aware I might not leave there alive.

“You just ride around on your motorcycle all day, stopping at random bars?”

He was fishing for information. Trying to figure out if he could trust me enough to let me buy from him.

“I felt like taking a drive,” I said, not willing to tell him more. “So what do you got?”

He paused a moment, his eyes on mine, then said, “I got it all. Ecstasy, coke, heroin, pain pills. What exactly you looking for?”

I finished my beer. “I’m not looking for drugs.”

He put his hands on the bar and leaned toward me. “Then why the hell you here?“

“I need a gun,” I said flatly. “Something small. Easy to conceal.”

He nodded, not at all surprised by my request. “How much you got?”

In my head I was smiling like an idiot. I’d done it. I found someone who could get me what I needed.

“Depends on when I could get it,” I said.

“You could get it today, for the right price.”

“Which is what?”

“Two thousand.”

That’s it? I was prepared to pay five. Not wanting him to know that I pretended to bargain with him.

“Is it here?” I asked.

“Maybe.”

“I need to know. If I’m paying that much I’m not taking extra steps. I want to know I can get it right here, right now.”

“Show me the cash.”

“I need to know I can walk out with it today.”

He wouldn’t budge. “Show me the damn cash or we don’t have a deal.”

I reached down into my boot and pulled out what felt like half of the money. Keeping my hands hidden under the bar, I counted out the bills and set two thousand on the table.

“It’s all there.”

He picked up the stack and counted it out. “That’s twenty five hundred.”

“A tip for good service.” I paused. “And a bonus for your silence. I was never here. You never met me. Never saw me before.”

“That’s how I do business. I don’t rat out my customers.” He held up the cash. “But thanks for the extra.”

“No problem. Now can I see it?”

He crouched down, disappearing behind the bar. I heard something click and assumed it was a lock. He must have a safe hidden there.

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