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Back Losers: Part I Save as PDF
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  2. Content Note
  3. A Note From The Author
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  56. Acknowledgements
  57. Also By Harley Laroux
  58. About The Author

“No, there was no shady shit involved,” he said. “Her mom posts personal information like she’s writing her own memoirs in real time. I didn’t even have to try.”

“Who’s doing shady shit?”

Manson wandered into the garage, stretching his arms.

“Well, well, look who dragged themselves out of bed at the ass-crack of dawn,” I said. I let him take my coffee, and he gulped it like his life depended on it. “You look like a zombie. Also, Jessica’s parents are going out of town today. She’ll be all alone in that house, waiting for company.”

That quickly woke him up. “Damn, looks like I’ve got an opening in my schedule tonight. We should pay her a surprise visit. Wouldn’t want her to be lonely.”

“One little problem, though,” I said. “Her house has a security system.”

Jason was shaking his head at us. “I’m guessing it wouldn’t be any fun to just knock on the door?”

“Just knock?” Manson said. “Then it wouldn’t be a surprise. Where’s your imagination?”

“Don’t listen to him,” I said. “He’s pissy because he hasn’t slept in three days.”

“Jesus, man, you’re still not sleeping?” Manson’s brow furrowed with concern. “You’re going to lose your damn mind.”

“Okay, okay, I get it, I need to sleep.” He set Haribo down, waving his hand as if to brush away the topic. “But if you’re going to stage a break-in at Jessica’s place, you’re going to need help.” He spread his arms with a little grin. “And I’m exactly the genius to do it.”

Manson groaned, “Genius, huh?”

“Hold off on any insults until I’ve taken care of your security system problem,” he said. “After all, I’m doing this solely out of the goodness of my heart. It’s not like I get to participate in your game, considering I have to go get this mess taken care of.” He jerked his thumb at the Z.

Manson innocently put up his hands. “Oh, sure, sure. You are clearly the genius to do this.”

“Smartest guy in the house,” I said. “What would we do without you?”

“That’s better. Now what time did you want to break into Jess’s place?”

I glanced over at Manson. “Sundown?”

He nodded. “Sundown.”

“Creepy,” Jason said. “I’ll work a little magic before Vincent and I have to take off. I’m sure Jess will just love the thought y’all are putting into your first date.”

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Jessica