Politics of Blood (Gray Spear Society, #8)

by Alex Siegel

to start a mission. "How about that loser?" She pointed at an old man with a scrappy, gray beard. He wore green Army fatigues which had stains and worn out knees. An empty gun holster was on his belt. Norbert shrugged. "Fine. Let me do the talking." "Why?" "You tend to get violent when you're around morons." "That's fair," Tawni said. They walked over to the old man. His face was dirty. Tawni was glad they were outside so she didn't have to smell his body odor. "Do you know when that asshole Haley is showing up?" Norbert said. The old man turned and narrowed his eyes. "Who's asking?" "Just another guy who hates him. You must be here for the same reason." "Damn right. He's a lying mother fucker." The old man glared at Tawni as if she were partially responsible. "What do you mean?" Norbert said. "Everybody knows his father was a convicted rapist." "I never heard that. I thought his dad was a school teacher." "Haley had the records altered when he was the governor of North Carolina," the old man said loudly. "That bastard comes from a bad seed." "Do you have proof?" "It's common knowledge." Tawni held her tongue with great difficulty.