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you… you sound like a …”
    “Jase got fucking married?!”
    “Yeah… last minute thing just them and a
beach,” I kind of lied didn’t want him to feel bad. “They plan on
doing it up big over in Italy, after Charlotte kicks it.”
    Zandor chuckled, “Waiting for your ex’s
mother to die before…”
    “Yeah I know, open up your fucken
e-mail.”
    “It’s loading dick!”
    “The first picture is a Latino gang sign,
the next is some sort of Celtic…”
    Rico popped his head in, “Gotta minute?”
    “Yeah man sure. Have a seat I’ll be off the
phone in a minute. Zandor--- you still there?”
    Zandor laughed, “The Celtic sign is one used
in the B & D world.”
    “Z get your head out of the fucking gutter,
it’s a sign of purity.”
    Rico looked over my shoulder and stared at
the screen.
    “Trust me Cyrus, it’s a symbol of a very
willing submissive,” he chuckled and then I heard static on the
phone.
    “You there Z?”
    “Yep, just sent you some proof.”
    I waited for his message and sure as shit it
was on the ass of a girl tied up in a very uncomfortable looking
position.
    “I don’t even want to know man,” Zandor was
a fucking freak.
    “Well that’s what you’re interrupting,” he
whispered.
    “No fucking way!”
    “Hey Cyrus,” Rico looked like he saw a
ghost.
    “What’s up?”
    “I did a tat last night. Some couple came in
an hour before lock up. That’s what she had done.”
    “You sure about that?”
    “Positive, she was pretty fucking quiet, and
he was a dick. I tried talk her out of it but she seemed cool.
They’re supposed to come in to have his name and a date put on her.
September 28 was the date.”
    “He use a card to pay?”
    “No-- cash.”
    “You get a name?”
    “Tony, that’s what it was supposed to be on
her. Tammy, Tonya…”
    “Tara?” I swear to God I felt my heart
skip.
    “Yeah…”
    “Brown hair, tiny little thing, fuck me
green eyes, a dimple when she smiles?”
    “Damn Cyrus-- you sound like a fucking
bitch,” Zandor laughed.
    I’d forgotten he was there to be honest--
but I didn’t give a shit, “Fuck off, talk to you…”
    “Cyrus, don’t you fucking go after…”
    “He fucked with the shop Zandor,” I was
livid my entire body was tense and I REALLY needed to break
shit.
    “Tara what, Cyrus?” Zandor asked.
    “What! I don’t fucking know but…”
    “Tony and Tara, Google that shit now
man.”
    I did and what I saw I didn’t expect it out
of Birdie. Amateur videos of her sucking off Tony, “Can’t be
her.”
    “Brown hair, tiny little thing, fuck me
green eyes, a dimple when she smiles,” Zandor was fucking pissing
me off.
    “Shut up Z, or I’ll kick your ass,” I
snapped at him.
    “Cum shot to the face is kind of hot,” he
kept it going, “Oh wow, some sort of countdown clock to a live show
online. How do you know this girl, says here she’s a virgin.”
    “That’s shit, she’s a nipple pierced
stripper, Z,” I turned the shit off. I couldn’t watch it. That
video pissed me off more than the fucking shop being painted
up.
    Zandor asked Rico what damage was done and
Rico told him it was all cleaned up, “Easy too.”
    “Cyrus, you hit on this girl?”
    “Z-- she showed up at my place when Jase and
Carly stopped by for a party a couple nights ago after they went to
Sorority Sister. She was with them. Apparently Carly likes
her.”
    “Hold up, did you just say Jase and Carly
went to a strip club…together?” Zandor’s voice was an octave higher
and it made me laugh.
    “Yeah—her idea,” I waited for his
response.
    “Un fucking real,” he sounded truly in awe,
“I think I love Carly, like really love her. I bet she’s a …”
    “Dude you’re talking about your sister, my
sister… shut the fuck up.”
    “I’m gonna come home next week. Missing too
much. Jase is married to a kinky little book worm and you’re
getting turned down by strippers. One of us needs to fix shit
around there. Hold tight,