Getting Them There by Brian Plemmons
Chavez wiped his forehead. Josey’s knee bobbed like a sewing machine on a seam. “I want a fucking lawyer.” “Just cooperate, Josey, okay. If you don’t we’re going to have a needle in your arm.” “You’re a moron.” “I don’t care to work with you, Josey, I don’t. I can talk to the DA, get […]