Levins walked up to the wall by the Vetco Gas Station, the one with the really good donuts, and handed Remaine a flier.
“50th Birthday party at the Eagles Friday night. Free beer. Hope you can come.”
Remaine spit through his front teeth, happily.
“Free beer, I’ll be there. Happy birthday in advance.”
“Thanks, man. Didn’t think I’d make it this far. Life can be so wild…but all I gotta do is make it to Thursday, then one more day for the party.”
Remaine smiled, then stopped.
“Hey…you know Taggert is mad at Bankman, right? Like real mad.You can’t invite ‘em both.”
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Jimmy Doom's Roulette Weal to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.