“You see that Chevy at the end of the line?” He pointed to a dark blue ’55 with whitewalls and fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror. It was in mint condition and so polished that it gleamed under the streetlights.
“Yeah…” I said, giving him the sideways eye.
“I could get fifteen hundred bucks for that, easy.”
I gaped at him dumbfounded. “Shit. So, this is your plan?”
“Four cars a night – that’s six grand to split.”
“You wanna take four cars a night? Ace, that’s crazy! Taking any is crazy.”
Ace looked at me with a determined glint in his eyes. “Not if you know what you’re doing.”
Car-boosting, drag races, good old-fashioned fistfights and more. Ace ain't no sappy romantic in this one. He's cunning, calculating, daring, intelligent and always in control. He has big dreams and the balls and determination to make them a reality.
AcexOC... or will it be? Crime/Drama/Action. Warnings: Offensive language, drug references, Vince's smelly feet.
For character pics, see https://www.wattpad.com/26064234-damn-good-reasons-ace-merrill-stand-by-me-prologue