
For Calum Hood, things had, for a lack of better words, gone to shit. Dealing isn't that bad, right? It's not like he was going to ever smoke it, he wasn't that stupid. It was an easy job. Meet behind the bleachers at 11:12 you hand off the stuff at 11:15, customer pays, report back to the supplier, and you get your cut. Easy job, easy cash... That is until he gets jumped and his supply for the next month is gone, and his supplier isn't very forgiving.Tous Droits Réservés