DreamweaverChapter 53 Not Again
I opened my phone as I pulled over. A black Mustang passed me as I answered. "Hey Rod, what's up?" "Your playmate from Arrowhead is dead." "What?" "Don't worry, it wasn't you. Someone got to him in the hospital; we're still trying to figure out how. Jimmy, the fact that they killed him says a lot about just how serious they are. Apparently they couldn't take the chance that he might tell us anything. You need to watch your ass, this shit is getting deep fast. I still can't...