Chapter 24: For Whom the Fireworks Bloom
Chapter 24: For Whom the Fireworks Bloom
In just three minutes, Edward Connor arrived at the delivery spot in his car, but he didn’t see the buyer.
“Over here,” a man’s voice called from a shadowy alley. The faint glow of a phone screen lit up a friendly-looking face.
Edward turned his car into the alley, driving deeper into the darkness. He wasn’t worried or afraid; as a Compton native, the night was his domain.
“Good thing I’ve got guts. Who else would dare make a delivery like this?” Edward got out of the car, popping the trunk open. “You promised to double the goods and delivery fee—short me even a dollar, and these beauties stay right here!”
Hawk glanced at Edward’s not-so-dark face, paid the agreed amount, and walked toward the fire escape. “Help me carry them up. Follow my instructions, and I’ll add another $100.”
Edward’s tone turned wary. “What are you up to? I’ll tell you right now—fireworks are meant for the sky. If you set them off wrong, people could die!”
Hawk pointed upward. “Just fire them where I tell you to.”
Tempted by the extra $100, Edward picked up a box but couldn’t resist adding, “Don’t tell Brittie about this cash. If she finds out I made extra, she’ll force me to take her daughter to the amusement park.”