Caleb took the cards from her hand and squinted his eyes to read the driver’s license. “Lola Thomson, age twenty,” he read aloud for Happy and TJ. “[i]Lola[/i],” he repeated to himself. “A little young for the bar, huh?” he laughed as he squinted. “Hey, TJ, your girl’s her size, right? Could you get her something other than this fuckin’ skirt to wear?”

“Yeah, we can stop by on the way back to the clubhouse,” TJ announced as he cut the wheel to go right, causing Caleb to nearly fall to the side. 

“Jesus, TJ,” he muttered as he caught his balance. He took a drag from his cigarette, and the other hand glided over his face as he sighed out the smoke. “Alright,” he started as he looked to the girl in front of him. “You’re lucky I don’t kill women. This situation was already messy enough without a witness.” He scratched his head in thought before continuing. “I just have to make sure you’re not gonna get me in trouble. This guy here?” he pointed to the body lying on the van’s floor. “He was a real piece of shit. The world’s better off without him.” 

“Blue, we’re almost there,” TJ called out.
“Got it,” Caleb replied as he squinted his eyes to see out the windshield before looking back at Lola. “Nothing personal.” 

On his knees, he moved towards a duffle bag that sat behind the driver’s seat and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and after securing one side on her wrist, he looped the other one onto a circular metal hook that had been welded onto the inner wall of the van.

“We’re here,” TJ called out again. 

Caleb nodded and pulled up the hoody that stuck out from the back of his jacket before turning towards the body. “Come on, boys. We gotta do this fast.” The doors in the back of the van swung open, and as  Caleb slid his hands underneath Conner’s shoulders, the other two began to pull at the man’s legs. “Easy, easy,” Caleb mumbled. 

The location they chose was dense with trees and greenery, and due to lack of light, it was nearly pitch black. Caleb and Happy worked to dig a hole in the ground as TJ prepared the body to be buried, and after about half an hour, they had successfully disposed of the body.

Caleb climbed back into the van and sat across from Lola as he attempted to catch his breath. It was always at this point of covering up a kill when he contemplated whether or not he should’ve done what he did. He probably should have just let the man live, but then again, Jimmy wouldn’t have wanted it that way. Plus, Connor didn’t have family, or anyone to really report him missing besides the bartenders at Paddy’s. The only way this could come back to them was their witness. Lola.

How was he gonna keep her quiet without killing her? It’s not like he could hold her hostage permanently. No, he’d have to come up with something smart. He couldn’t use the groups money to pay her off, since the kill was off the books. 

The van took off once again, and the next stop was at TJ’s house to get something for Lola to wear. “Just a warning, his girlfriend dresses like shit,” he admitted. 

“You’re such an asshole, Blue,” TJ yelled back as he hopped out of the van, causing Caleb to erupt in laughter.