Decker counted the cash in his pocket and guessed what he had left on his credit cards. Enough to get to Baja and lie low for a couple of weeks. He would eat crap the Mexs call food, drink some tequila and sleep on the beach. He could get plenty of cheap weed on the street down there. Tourists buy it at a humongous markup.

TWINS by Marie, Part 24 - Decker
by Marie C.