Logan
turned back to Norman. “And you figured your bosses, who you feared might kill
you for turning state’s evidence, wouldn’t kill you for stealing from them?”
“No one
likes snitches,” he said.
I
snorted. Had this dork from Mayberry thought this through? I know I’m not
bright, but geesh.
“Yeah,”
Denny said. “But they reward thieves.”
“I
figured it was my best chance.”
“You are
an idiot,” Augie mumbled.
Thank
you.
Norman
scrunched up his face. “That’s terse.”
“But
accurate,” Denny offered.
“Are you
really blind?” Norman asked, his eyes checking out her sectional cane sitting
on the dining table.
“Are you
really stupid?” she shot back.
He turned
red. I thought Augie was socially awkward. Norman made dweebs look slick.
“You
really shot Roger three times?” I asked.
“It was
an accident. I swear.”
No way I
was going to believe Michael believed that one. I have one partner getting shot
at, and another getting shot. I’ve been in the hospital twice since meeting the
Muellers three months ago. I might want to re-think this partnership.
Wait. Now
I'm just being redundant.