SQUIRTS SHOTS
James was stockier, built like a linebacker, solid and powerful-looking.
Once we were all inside and the introductions were done, I led everyone into the living room. “Make yourselves comfortable, guys. Can I get you something to drink? Beer? Or maybe something harder?”
John leaned back. "Scotch on the rocks would be great, man.” James nodded with a grin. “A beer sounds perfect for me.”
I headed into the kitchen to fix the drinks, and Vera followed right behind me, saying she’d help.
As soon as we were out of earshot, I turned to her and whispered, “Okay, what exactly are you up to here?”
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