Runner – Part 16

This is Part 16 of my serial narrative, “Runner.” Here’s a link to Runner – Part I if you haven’t read that yet.

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Part 16

The address belonged to a frat house a few blocks off Main Street. Beer bottles and trash littered the yard.

“What do you think?” I asked.

We were sitting in the van and watching the house.

“We don’t know if they’re cooking the meth in the house,” Deacon said. “They might not even have any meth in there.”

“Shake didn’t know anything else,” I said.

Deacon grinned. “We’ve got enough information to work with. Let’s get back to the House.”

He twisted the key and the old van coughed to life.

Back at the House, we put together a plan of action.

“We need to stick this to the Hatters,” Paulo said. “Bloody them and put the spotlight on them. The Hatters will crumble if we can put enough police pressure on them.”

“So what do we do? We can’t just walk in,” Evan said.

“I’ve got an idea,” Angel said. She smiled at us.

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