Grunter and the other man walked room to room. Rar could hear Grunter saying, “This comes with me,” or, “Put this in the pile,” or, “I’m taking this, for sure.”
Grunter entered the room with Rar and Dyson. “Why don’t you start carrying stuff out to the truck. Just got to check this room, and we’re out of here.”
“What door should I use?”
“Don’t be stupid, use the back.”
Rar didn’t want Grunter to see him, but Pretty had moved the dresser out, and he was partially exposed.
Grunter shoved the dresser back so hard, it bumped the wall.
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