C65 Chapter 65

”I hear you have a boat,” said Tarlos.

The man raised his head once more and pushed his plate away. ”I hate eggs. Don't care much for pancakes, neither. I always get biscuits and gravy when I can, but this ain't heaven yet. Yeah, I got a boat. Why?”

”I need to get down the river.” Tarlos folded his hands together on the table.

The man sucked his teeth. ”Mm-hm. Nothin down there