Twenty Eight

      That information was going to make this hit more personal that anything LaRue done before. He was nervous. Hell he was scared. In the past, even when his events might have ended in his death, the chef had taken the brazen confidence he had learned from Tommy. With more swagger than smarts, LaRue simply did what he was told.

      His time with The Box would now be personal.

      After making one final note, the chef grabbed his two prepared injections left his office and his home. He read Em’s note taped on the door.

            ‘Doc,

      I’m with Cowatv at Statler Park. We will spend a few hours here. You

      know he’s always tuckered out afterwards. I’ll stop afterwards, grab a

      hotdog and let