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 […]