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dejectedly.

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck! That’s why Cross ditched us, and that’s

why he wasn’t interested in finding anything on the bridge.

He has the right location already.”

Kelly leaned forward and flipped the flashing lights on.

“We better get there first then, huh?”

Nick gunned the engine, and the Range Rover roared to

life as he gave Hagan their destination. Kelly settled back to

enjoy the ride.

Nick wasn’t trying to hide the Range Rover. It was a

distinctive car, especially since everybody and their brother

had seen him driving it. He wanted the other players in this to know he was there, that he and Kelly weren’t the stupid grunts

they’d assumed.

So he parked it right on the street in front of the swinging

white sign that denoted the Jason Russell House. “Site of the

bloodiest fighting between the Minutemen and the Redcoats

on the first day of the American Revolution,” it claimed.

Kelly gave him a questioning glance, then got out of the

car. Between them they only had two guns, and they each

carried a knife. Nick had a feeling his badge wasn’t going to be a lot of help to them when this all went down.

“What’s our play?” Kelly asked.

Nick clucked his tongue. “JD and his accomplices in

handcuffs. Help Cross retrieve Cameron and then kick his

fuckingass. And the location of any possible treasure in the hands of the appropriate authorities.”

“Who are the appropriate authorities in this case?”

“I don’t know. Not me,” Nick growled, and they started

off across the lush lawn toward the large yellow house.

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“What do you know about this site?” Kelly asked.

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