The Point

the guy couldn't have weighed more than 170 pounds.  He looked almost comical flung over Kyle's shoulder.  "Where do we do it?"

 

"Straight that way," I said, pointing to a small clearing in the woods.  "We're supposed to

leave his body out in the open so eventually someone sees it.  Those are Jesse and Jay's

orders."

 





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