Chaz leans down, tests the chains anchored to heavy cinder blocks. O’Leary nods. Chaz says, “Allow some last words?” O’Leary shakes his head. “You work in my territory without permission, you don’t get any last words. You get what’s coming.” “His people are gonna hit back at us,” Chaz reminds him. “And I’ll be waiting.” With that, Chaz and O’Leary each grab an arm and throw the man overboard.
