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When he parked in front of our homes, Bart asked, "Do you have any antibiotics?"
"I have all I need. That antibiotic ointment will work fine at the site. It should take care of any infection at that point. My blood will handle anything inside my body. In spite of all that jungle shit, I have the immune system of a thirty year old virgin," I replied with a tired smile.
"Well take your thirty six year old worn out ass to bed. We have been up almost forty eight hours straight," he said.
"Bart, I cat napped all the way back. You could have as well, if you had let me drive your truck," I replied.
"Honey, if you were 100%, I wouldn't let you drive my truck. And if I were totally out of it, and had to let you drive, I couldn't have slept." he said with a smile.
"Prick," I said and gave him a quick peck before I gathered my few things and climbed the stairs to my condo. Once upstairs I fell into bed and slept till 2 PM the next afternoon.
Since I had tossed the burner out the window of the truck as we crossed some unnamed river, my real phone's voice mail was full. I redressed the wound with a thick sterile dressing coated on the inside with antibiotic ointment. The dressing was held in place with duct tape. The duct tape helped to hold the ends of the skin together around Bart's less than perfect stitches.
I took a couple of painkillers left over from the days after my return from the forced vacation in the sun. I felt a little dopey, so I walked to the diner.
"Hey you sure are good for business," the boxer said as he came out from the kitchen. "We done had the Feds all over the place yesterday and today. They all be looking for your skinny white ass."
"Just popular I guess," I replied. "You willing to cook breakfast for me before you close for the day?"
"Long as it's bacon and eggs. I ain't got not no sausage made up," the owner of the diner replied.
"Bacon and eggs with whatever bread you got will be fine," I replied. "And some of that swill you call coffee."
While I waited I called Steve's cell phone. "Hello," Steve said.
"You working in the houses today?" I asked.
"Whenever I can. The Feds have been all over the place. Me and Sterlin shot down that drone. It was pretty easy since it flew about ten circles over the farm. Just running nice and slow. I told the Feds it took about three circles for us to get the shotguns, then about five more to figure out how much lead to give it. But when we did it came down like a fucking rock," Steve said with a laugh.
"Very good, I knew I could count on you two," I said.
"Thanks, there have been guys in those hazmat suits all over us. I think we got a clean bill of health but you never know. Since we had the houses sealed they didn't have to do anything but take samples there," he added.
"That's good to hear," I replied. "Do you reckon Sterlin would have time to drop the girls, or should I come get them?"
"If we can keep them till after work, we can both bring them," Steve said.
"Sure that's fine. My breakfast is ready anyway," I replied.
When I got back to the condo and apartment building, I found Hanes leaning against the hood of my pickup truck. "Glad to see you made it back," he said.
"Thanks," I replied. I was determined to keep my answers short and on point.
"I promised to keep you updated on Roman. It looks like he pissed somebody off," he said putting a piece of gum in his mouth after offering one to me.
I took the gum then replied, "Damn shame, I was looking forward to meeting him," I said.
"Yeah, well it was one of those car bomb kind of things," Hanes said.
"Really, sounds like terrorist to me," I suggested.
"Oh I will definitely keep that in mind," he said as he walked toward his own car. "You know, I got to ask where you were yesterday, when he went to pieces, so to speak."
"You know I can't for the life of me remember the name of the motel where Bart and I went to celebrate. He might remember," I suggested. "I was pretty drunk you know."
"Yeah, I know. Somehow I don't think Bart is going to remember either. I also expect when I ask he is going to refer me to that lawyer for Swamp Dog," he replied.
"Could be, they are tight," I replied.
"I hear that Washington has added a new phrase to the congressional hearings," Hanes said.
"Oh what is that?" I asked.
"The Sacre Mercenaire connection, kind of catchy don't you think?" Hanes added. "You got to give it to those politicians. They got such a way with words."
"If you say so," I replied turning my back on him. I wondered if they had a tape of our call to Roman from the deserted farm. That would not be good.
I climbed the two flights of stairs to my condo. I went into the living area and then over to my built-in desk. I flipped on the large screen monitor and began reading the news. The bomb made yesterday's news along with an update to the Senate hearings on the America Foreign Legion. I prayed they would not call me to testify.
Before I knew it, Steve and Sterlin were at the door with my two other best friends. The four of them were happy to see me. It took a little effort not to scream from the hugs and the doggy kisses. The bullet graze across my ribs was in a painful place for sure.
The two guys sat down and talked about their experience with the Feds. It sounded as though someone had told them to take it easy on the pot farm. We were clean but according to Steve they didn't even do a search.
Since I hadn't done any financial shuck and jive dances since well before I came back, there was very little to find even if they did a search on me. Well the batteries might take some explaining, but I did have receipts for about half the gold and silver and all the diamonds. Those corresponded with electronics transfers for the purchases. There should not be any problems with confusing the Feds. Still they weren't looking at me for anything from me at that moment.
I heard the story from the guys three times, about how they shot down the drone. Roman hardly got mentioned at all, because I made it clear I wasn't going to talk about it. While I was sitting there, I got a call on my cell phone. I saw that it was Wilson. I debated with myself about answering it. I knew that NSA was listening, but I decided I would have to at some point.
"Hello Wilson, do you want your toy back?" I asked.
"Not why I'm calling. You probably should keep it," he said.
"A girl can never have too many toys," I said in my best sexy voice. "If not the Toy what do you want?" I knew he was about to pass a code key to me.
"Nothing just calling to see how things were working out for you. Now that I have talked to you I feel better."
"Good, then everything got done on your end okay?" I asked.
"Yeah everything was great. So if you ever need it, I still owe you," he said.
"Yes you do. Send me a box of Mel's cupcakes," I said.
"Can do," he said hanging up. Melody his girlfriend was the chef at the Swamp Dog compound till they went underground. I had no idea what she was doing at the moment. I knew that Church Camp needed a chef, but it was a long way from the Swamp to the mountains. Well I mentally filed it under 'not my problem'.
"So what are you doing for dinner," Steve asked.
"I was thinking Mac and cheese with bacon bits. Maybe some corn muffins," I said.
"We were thinking steak at that barn looking place on the Williamston road," Sterlin said. "You know table for six kind of thing."
"So who are the other three?" I asked. I had a feeling something had changed but I didn't know what.
"Well Bart of course, Sterlin and I met these twin sisters," Steve said. He had the look Lady had after she ate the extra food she found laying around the house. Lady didn't have to know that I hid soft treats when she and tramp were outside.
"You have to be kidding me," I said with a laugh.
"Not at all Tina and Tonya are real cute," Sterlin said with a grin. "Come on you are Bart's date."
"Have you asked him?" I asked.
"He said if you agreed, he would go, so agree so we can all be together at least one more time," Steve suggested.
'He seems to know things were going to fall apart, ' Liam's voice in my head suggested. I nodded.
"Count me in but only if one of you feeds the girls and put them out, then go out to inspect the yard," I agreed. The girls were going out to leave their addition to the solid waste container which eventually found its way to the farm's compost pit.
After Lady and Tramp had eaten, done their waste thing, and then settled down, we walked down to the next block and to Bart's place. I hadn't been inside for a while, so I was really impressed with Rita's redo of the downstairs. She had moved the kitchen down stairs to a spot under the stairs. The half bath had been sacrificed but it was very effective. I imagined they spent most of their time upstairs anyway.
"Come on Princess," I said to Bart. I didn't mind teasing him, since he had seen me pretty much naked. It hadn't been sexual, but it was a bonding moment. I think a man who is able to sew up a half naked woman, and keep his cool is a guy worth having around.
"Princess my ass you closet dyke." He laughed when he said it. "How's your scratch."
I shook my head to warn him to stop. I didn't want him to spill the beans. "I'm fine," I said.
"What is he talking about?" Sterlin asked.
"I snagged my chest on a nail in that old barn. It was nothing," I said looking at Bart.
"Yeah just an accident," Bart said. "I put a Band-Aid on it. That's what I was kidding her about."
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