“Two men in suits were lounging at the building’s front door. No assault rifles in sight. They didn’t look especially worried about an attack. In fact, they didn’t look worried about anything…maybe because they were both sucking in weed. I guess Mammon took a lenient view on recreational drug use. We were standing downwind, and I was getting a contact high.Diesel took the Blue Diamond out of its pouch and dropped it into my hand. “Anything?”“No.”“Won’t hurt to check anyway,” Diesel said. We move...d to the side of the building where a paved driveway led to a rear metal fire door.“Can you open it?” I asked Diesel.“Yeah, and I’m guessing they’re not bothering to set the alarm. The building isn’t in use, and there’s a construction dumpster here. The guys out front are just window dressing. If Ammon is using the safe he probably feels it’s secure enough.”He slid his hand over the door, and I heard the lock click. He pushed the door open, and I held my breath and waited.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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