I stepped away, pulled my phone out, and dialed Inks number. It rang a couple of times before he answered it. "Hello," he said. "Hey, what are you doing?" I asked him. "We're just getting back to the house from a ride. We took the horses out and Tulip's cart and went to the field that's got the fruit trees. We picked a f*****g lot of each of them, and we got a bucket of berries. Why, what's up?" he asked me.
"I wanted to see if you would bring the truck and bring Stubby back over here. We need to put him in the cell with that f*****g little gang leader. Dom tried to get him to talk this morning, but he didn't have much time to work on him. He thinks that if we put Stubby in with him, he will talk. He said that the guy's a p***y and it wont take much. I think that Stubby would scare him i
