Chapter 82: Coffee & Good Luck

Arson

“Dis ol’ truck will be a real beauty once you get her completed,” Etienne says, working on the engine from the top while I work underneath.

I have the 1949 B-Series Dodge truck stripped down to only the frame and engine. Tee and I are attempting to get the engine in working order now that he brought me the needed parts.

We had to call reinforcements, waiting for them to arrive. I couldn’t sit around. My hands needed to be busy. Since Tee brought me the parts required, I figured it would help him focus on something besides Ransom. We can’t do anything until we find his location.

“I’m jus’ ’bout finished wit’ dis? How ya doin’?” Tee asks me, looking down at me with a wrench in his hand.

I grunt with the effort to get a bolt tightened enough it won’t move. “One more bolt to go, then I’m done.”

“Oh good! Ryder told me to send you two for coffee.” I heard Weston say before I saw his sneakers.

“Why can’t you do it?” I grunted out