Read Tango with a Twist (Smashwords edition.) Page 24
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Twist crept through shadows and kept to cover while he followed Fox. If the jerk stopped in one place long enough, he could call on the football players. They just needed one tiny prod and they’d take Fox out. They already hated him. If the spell he bought from Magoo worked, Twist wouldn’t have to lift a finger, just sit back and enjoy the show.
Wait. The cemetery? That place gave Twist the willies.
He hunkered down behind a mausoleum where he could watch Fox without being seen. Seemed liked the dick was stopping finally. Twist hauled out his cell.
Wait. A branch cracked nearby. Was someone else following Fox?