Chapter 49: The Ruse

Before long, Brock picked up his phone and left with his sidekick. He kept the phone gripped in his hand, the screen jerking so much I couldn't make out anything around them, let alone figure out where they were. I could still hear them, though. They were talking about women, and nothing else. Both of them were total horn dogs. Brock went on like a seasoned womanizer, bragging about how to size women up, which ones looked "easy," which ones were hard to get. He held forth like a veteran player. I...