Baltimore Drive-By, Part XV: The big break-in
"Posh car for an editor," Seamus said. "And what would you be planning with all that?"
"Break in, slip the meat under the passenger seat, then sugar the gas tank. Boom! Meat rots, car stinks, engine banjaxed."
Seamus leaned against the Porsche's left rear wheel well and lit a cigarette. "Been a while since you've driven a car, has it?"
(Read the rest here. And remember: This is fiction. It never happened and never will.)
© Peter Rozovsky 2009
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