Page 26 of Spiritwarrior

Logan jumped up at his uncle’s order. “Here you go.” He handed her a drink.

“Thanks.”

Sipping the soda, she had to look away from Greer as he ate his fries.

“Who was the other man?” she asked hoarsely.

“A Last Rider named Nickel. He was a pretty good guy. They had found out Marty was using their business to transport counterfeit money. The Last Riders confronted their workers in the restaurant, and the workers pulled their guns and killed Nickel. One killed Marty when he escaped out the back door.”

“His lawyer didn’t tell me any of this.”

“Yeah, he should have. I say the man who came here to ask for his money must have given them some for the funny money or the plates.”

Sophie raised a trembling hand to her forehead. “How am I supposed to get out of this mess?” she said more to herself than Greer.

“What did he look like?”

She described the man to him.

“Sounds like an ugly son of a bitch.”

“He gave me the creeps.”

“I’ll keep an eye out for him. If he comes back, turn the open sign upside down, and I’ll come over.”

“What if you’re not on duty?”

Greer gave her a speculative gaze. “You hiring?”

“I’m going to be lucky to stay in business for another week.”

“The customers will come back when they hear your burgers are as good as Marty’s and they don’t have to eat them out of a bag in the parking lot. You can’t cook and take customer orders at the same time.”

“You’re right. I have a little money I got from tips that I could use to pay a waitress to work a few hours a day.”

“Why a waitress? Why not a waiter? Logan needs a part-time job. He’s wanting money to save up for a truck for when he gets old enough.”

Logan turned to look at his uncle in surprise. “Dad said he was going to buy me one for my birthday.”

“Dustin was going to buy a used truck. He sees you working, he might let you get a new one if you kick in some money.”

Logan turned toward her. “I’m a hard worker, and I can work anytime. I’m about to get a break from school for summer.”

“He ain’t lying. Logan’s a good boy. Besides that, whoever came here to ask for money won’t lay a hand on you when he’s here.”

Sophie shook her head. “I don’t want to take a chance that Logan could get hurt.”

Greer laughed. “No one in town is stupid enough to touch a hair on Logan’s head.”

Her eyes widened at Greer laughing. “Why not?”

“Because the motherfucker would be dead.”

Chapter Eleven

Jody checked to make sure his new shirt was still tucked into his jeans.

“You look fine,” Ginny assured him as they walked toward the diner.

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