#Chapter157
Let the Games Begin
Maggie
Nixon called Nathan and put him on speakerphone.
Homesick already? It’s only been a week since you left.
/"Shut it, you tool. We need your help,/" Nixon said.
When don’t you need my help, you bigger tool?
/"Nathan, I’ll drive home and beat your ass!/"
I’d like to see you try.
/"Listen, Nathaniel Mark. We don’t have time for your bullshit,/" Nash said.
Pft, like I care.
/"Fine, then we’ll ask Noah./"
That’s blasphemy!
/"Do you understand what that word means?/" I asked.
Well, duh. So, what is so vital that you had to interrupt my important business?
/"Beating off is not essential,/" Nixon said.
Speak for yourself. Your girlfriend isn’t two hours away.
/"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. Can we get on with this?/"
Fine. What do you need?
