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Chapter 8

Author: Joe Michael
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Questions Without Answers

The sound of the car wash had become a background noise to Rico — the constant whirr of machinery, the hiss of hoses and the clatter of buckets against concrete. He’d been here long enough for it to feel routine or familiar.

But what wasn’t familiar — what never seemed to settle — was him.

The Boss.

Every time Rico thought he had the man figured out, something shifted. A glance, a word or a silence. And Rico was back at square one, wondering what exactly this man wanted from him — from all of them.

Rico stood at the rinse bay, water spraying across the hood of a sedan, when Jaylen leaned against the doorway, arms crossed.

“You gonna stare at him all day?” Jaylen muttered.

Rico blinked. “What?”

“You heard me.” Jaylen nodded upward toward the glass wall of the office. The Boss stood behind it, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette and watching.

Rico quickly looked back down. “I wasn’t staring.”

“Uh-huh.” Jaylen smirked. “You’re not the first.”

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