WIP - The Quakes - The Coke Platter

Chapter 70 - The Coke Platter

Trevor Donovan snorted a line of coke off a silver platter from his trunk. =
The Bitch walked up and said, "I'm going to fire you as Standardbearer if y=
ou don't present a standard soon. Trevor's alllll messed up eyes all bloods=
hot half-drunk looking like a bloodhound with a headache. "Ann, do you stil=
l have that gladius and the dragon claw glove in your trunk from last week?=
"

"Yeh. You want 'em?" "Yes." "They're yours."

"Amy, you're into me for a couple of grams today, can you do a quick arc we=
ld for me?"

"They're paid then?" "Yup."

"Done."

"Ann, 20 minutes and we'll have the standard. It'll be a lanternschield usi=
ng this coke platter. Lemme clean it off."

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"Here you are Amy."

Ann asked, "How is it a lanternschield?"

"The sun's out."

Ann's grin got biiiiig.