Shifting Gears Flash - John McAuley
by John McAuley
With gas prices rising, their plans had to change.
They were down to sawing off Danny's legs when they heard the helicopter.
"Fuck. I bet they ain't just looking for our crop."
"Godamnit Eddie! I told you we shouldn't do this on our own property. We should'a spent the fifty bucks to drive him up north and do it."
My third novel and my first decent advance payment. My publisher thinks this book is the big one. Most of the money will go to pay my medical bills. I'll keep what's left for myself. It should come out to a couple of thousand dollars for each bruise and broken bone.
The waste of DNA I'd married already had the check in hand. "So when you cash this we can go to the casino?"
"Sure. You've never been across the Mackinac Bridge to the upper peninsula have you?"
"Nope. They got casino's up there?"
"Long way from Detroit ain't it? I don't wanna' piss away any more cash on gas than we have too. It'll cut in to the slot money."
" It will only be about fifty dollars. "