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in a hour,” they confirmed.
“Slip number nine, see you then,” replied Nikki.
Glenn said goodbye to Nikki then he went upstairs to shower and change. When he was done he went to Nikki to say goodbye. When he walked out on the dock he ran into Cynthia helping Bill down the dock. She stopped.
“Glenn, you’re an asshole, you shithead! You didn’t need to do all this!” exclaimed Cynthia.
“I can do it again if you wish,” Glenn replied.
“It ain’t over, and you’ll see me again,” said Bill.
“Maybe I should end it here and now,” Glenn said.
Bill started walking with Cynthia’s assistance. Glenn just stood there looking after them, then he went into town to take care of some things and ran into Dave the cop. When Dave pulled up and rolled down his window, he said, “I heard you gave Bill an old style ass whipping.”
“That I did. He won’t forget it soon either. Say, Dave, what do you know about my storage locker?” asked Glenn.
“Nothing,” Dave answered. “What happened Glenn?”
“The DEA cut the locks, searched it, took stuff, and made a mess out of everything in it,” Glenn explained.
“No shit! They must have gotten a search warrant without anybody in town hearing about it because if they used a local judge we would have heard. I’ll see what I can find out,” he said and drove off.
Glenn made one last stop and got a shovel from his storage locker, put it in the back of his jeep and went back to the dock. The new boat was in slip number nine and there was a cleaning crew on the “Major’s” boat. Bruce was having the Tollycraft surveyed, and there were other people on the dock. He had never seen so much action on the dock all at once. He walked into Nikki’s office and kissed her hello.
“I got a call giving me notice on Auschultz’s boat. Looks like they’re moving it to Miami to sell it as there is more traffic there than here. The “Major’s” boat is next,” explained Nikki.
“Don’t worry, Nikki. We’ll be leaving soon, and I have enough money for both of us forever,” Glenn said.
“I’m going to run ads and run the marina like normal. I’m going to fill those two slips,” she replied.
Nikki went out on the dock to check on things when she ran into Ernie. He had heard about the fight between Glenn and Bill. He told her that his store was slower than ever because of the economy and people were staying home. A fifty- footer holds five hundred gallons of diesel and gets one-half mile per gallon at twenty miles per hour and costs two thousand dollars to fill up. Nikki told him that things were going to be real slow at the marina and fewer boats means less rent and a lot more vacancies on weekends.
Glenn went for a walk down the street and stayed out for about an hour. The marina was at the end of a gravel road and across the street was a hundred acre bird sanctuary full of Mangroves.
Later that night Glenn took Nikki for a walk down the road to the black top and back.
It took the clean-up men three days to clean, empty and wax the “Major’s” boat. The over-nighter had left for Key West, and Nikki now had four empty slips and soon to be six. ‘Hope the ad pulls in some boats from the Boat Trader,’ she thought. Mark was on the dock, and she asked him how the leak was in the four-plex. He said it was all done and dry and the fans had been put away. Mark never mentioned the fight, but he never talked much and never, ever gossiped. They said goodbye and Nikki went down the dock to look the boats over. Glenn came out and kissed Nikki.
“I’m going downtown, and I’ll be back by four,” said Glenn.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“I have things to do. I’ll see you by four,” he said and walked off.
Glenn came home about 3 o’clock and found Nikki in her office working on her ads. They had several drinks and about 11 o’clock Glenn said he wanted to go to bed upstairs so he could get some sleep. He kissed Nikki goodnight and went
“Slip number nine, see you then,” replied Nikki.
Glenn said goodbye to Nikki then he went upstairs to shower and change. When he was done he went to Nikki to say goodbye. When he walked out on the dock he ran into Cynthia helping Bill down the dock. She stopped.
“Glenn, you’re an asshole, you shithead! You didn’t need to do all this!” exclaimed Cynthia.
“I can do it again if you wish,” Glenn replied.
“It ain’t over, and you’ll see me again,” said Bill.
“Maybe I should end it here and now,” Glenn said.
Bill started walking with Cynthia’s assistance. Glenn just stood there looking after them, then he went into town to take care of some things and ran into Dave the cop. When Dave pulled up and rolled down his window, he said, “I heard you gave Bill an old style ass whipping.”
“That I did. He won’t forget it soon either. Say, Dave, what do you know about my storage locker?” asked Glenn.
“Nothing,” Dave answered. “What happened Glenn?”
“The DEA cut the locks, searched it, took stuff, and made a mess out of everything in it,” Glenn explained.
“No shit! They must have gotten a search warrant without anybody in town hearing about it because if they used a local judge we would have heard. I’ll see what I can find out,” he said and drove off.
Glenn made one last stop and got a shovel from his storage locker, put it in the back of his jeep and went back to the dock. The new boat was in slip number nine and there was a cleaning crew on the “Major’s” boat. Bruce was having the Tollycraft surveyed, and there were other people on the dock. He had never seen so much action on the dock all at once. He walked into Nikki’s office and kissed her hello.
“I got a call giving me notice on Auschultz’s boat. Looks like they’re moving it to Miami to sell it as there is more traffic there than here. The “Major’s” boat is next,” explained Nikki.
“Don’t worry, Nikki. We’ll be leaving soon, and I have enough money for both of us forever,” Glenn said.
“I’m going to run ads and run the marina like normal. I’m going to fill those two slips,” she replied.
Nikki went out on the dock to check on things when she ran into Ernie. He had heard about the fight between Glenn and Bill. He told her that his store was slower than ever because of the economy and people were staying home. A fifty- footer holds five hundred gallons of diesel and gets one-half mile per gallon at twenty miles per hour and costs two thousand dollars to fill up. Nikki told him that things were going to be real slow at the marina and fewer boats means less rent and a lot more vacancies on weekends.
Glenn went for a walk down the street and stayed out for about an hour. The marina was at the end of a gravel road and across the street was a hundred acre bird sanctuary full of Mangroves.
Later that night Glenn took Nikki for a walk down the road to the black top and back.
It took the clean-up men three days to clean, empty and wax the “Major’s” boat. The over-nighter had left for Key West, and Nikki now had four empty slips and soon to be six. ‘Hope the ad pulls in some boats from the Boat Trader,’ she thought. Mark was on the dock, and she asked him how the leak was in the four-plex. He said it was all done and dry and the fans had been put away. Mark never mentioned the fight, but he never talked much and never, ever gossiped. They said goodbye and Nikki went down the dock to look the boats over. Glenn came out and kissed Nikki.
“I’m going downtown, and I’ll be back by four,” said Glenn.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
“I have things to do. I’ll see you by four,” he said and walked off.
Glenn came home about 3 o’clock and found Nikki in her office working on her ads. They had several drinks and about 11 o’clock Glenn said he wanted to go to bed upstairs so he could get some sleep. He kissed Nikki goodnight and went
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