Max heard the Nessun dorma ringtone and groaned. It was his brother Andy. It was an emergency. He could sense it.
He picked up and listened.
“Max, thank God you’re there. I’m by Baker Beach. Some asshole redneck in a truck sideswiped me. The car is totaled. Can you get out here? Right now.”
Max untangled himself from the woman next to him and sat up. “Are you ok?”
“I’m fine. Like I said, the car is totaled.”
“Call AAA. I’ll call Uber and get you a ride home.”
“You don’t understand man. I have someone locked in the trunk and he is pissed off.”
Andy watched at the back end of his car became even more mangled by the violent pounding from the occupant he’d locked in the trunk. The noise was even worse.
“Stop it NOW,” he yelled, “or I’ll drain every drop of blood from your body, stuff…
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