“How’s it going?” Laurie asked.
“The stuff we got today is dynamite. It’s even better than last week’s,” one of the guys said. He was the blond that had been at Preston’s that afternoon.
“Everyone, this is Cameron. You can introduce yourselves if you want.”
Cam looked around and nodded.
Laurie turned to her. “What would you like?”
“Coke would be fine,” Cam decided.
“Sure you don’t want some meth? Billy says it’s very good.” Laurie’s eyes were wide with hope. She looked over at the blond who nodded.
Cam shook her head. “I don’t do meth when I’m away from home.”
“Why not?” Laurie looked confused.
“Because the last time I did it in public I had a bad reaction and almost killed someone.”
There were gasps around the room.
“That won’t happen again. We’ll watch out for you,” one of the older guys said.
“I won’t take the chance. I don’t want to kill anyone.”
“You won’t.” Laurie brushed the thought away. “I can’t imagine you killing anything.” She was sure of that.