Chapter 54
Looking at my brothers, I froze. "Oh, my God. Don't tell me you guys stole it?"
"Oh, get real," Steve said. "We didn't steal it. Jeez."
Just when I started to relax, Anthony said, "Yeah. We borrowed it."
Of course.
Horrified, I asked, "Where's the van now? Oh, my God. Please don't tell me you drove ithere."
At this, they both burst out laughing. Steve said, "How stupid do you think we are?"
I stared at them in disbelief. "You sure you want an answer to that?"
Steve studied my face. "Eh, probably not."
Next to him, Anthony spoke up. "Hey, don't worry. She got it back."
"Yeah," Steve said. "It wasn't a big deal. All we did was move it."
"Yeah," Anthony said. "And we only drove it for like thirty seconds."
I was almost afraid to ask, "So where'd you drive it to?"
Steve grinned. "You know that adult book store, just around the corner?"
I gave a confused shake of my head. "There's a book store?"
Steve nodded. "Yeah. Like a block away from the steakhouse. You never saw it?"
Silently, I shook my head.
Anthony spoke up. "It's not just books. They've got videos, sex toys, you know, the usual stuff." He took a long pull of his beer. "Great movies, too."
Next to him, Steve laughed. "Your buddy Rango can tell you about those."
I tried not to laugh. "Sothat'swhere you got that porno?"
"Yeah," Anthony said. "It's not like we keep them laying around, for cripe's sake. How desperate do you think we are?"
"No kidding," Steve added. "We like the real thing."
Okay, nowIwas feeling a little traumatized. Desperate to change the subject, I said, "That's funny. I thought all you guys liked was Kung fu."
Steve gave me a solemn look. "Hey, don’t mock the Kung fu."
Curious in spite of myself, I asked, "So what happened? With that lady, I mean?"
"Well," Anthony said, "when she's done eating or whatever, she comes out of the restaurant, and she's got all these students trailing after her, like she's got paperwork to give them or something."
He grinned. "But surprise, surprise, when she gets to her spot, her van's like gone."
"Yeah," Steve added. "So she flips out, starts yelling, makes like she's gonna call the cops." He shrugged. "You know, the usual stuff."
I swallowed. "The usual stuff?"
How often did they do stuff like this? Probably, I didn't want to know.
