Page 54 of Law Maker

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With one hand holding two pink boxes of tampons, Lawless ambled up to the cashier and eyed the kid standing there looking bored out of his mind.

The teen soon snapped to attention when he saw Lawless.

The RSMC were always afforded respect in town.

People gave them a wide berth on reputation alone.

Lawless constantly got stares.

It was the hazard of being a biker.

A Renegade Souls in particular.

A headcase.

An unapproachable fucker.

Take your pick.

He casually tossed the tampons onto the counter, felt a presence at his back as people queued up behind him.

“Is…is that all?” The teen boy squeaked, glancing up at Lawless.

Who was he to ruin this kid’s fear?

Lawless hardened his eyes and stared, then pointed to a scratch off. The kid rushed to get it for him while Lawless grabbed four candy bars from the display. Almond Joy, 3 Musketeers, a caramel turtle and Butterfingers and then he dumped those on the counter too.

The kid probably worked as fast as he ever had in that next minute to ring up the purchases.

He didn’t think he was an intimidating guy but it appeared it was the outfit he wore. What you gonna do? He wasn’t about fitting himself places to suit someone’s expectations.

He was buying blood sticks and candy for fucks sake, not robbing the place with a sawn off shotgun.

“Hey… that’s a… that’s a sweet ride you got there, mister.” The boy found his bravado and stuttered with his two cheeks fire engine red.

Lawless smirked and looked back as he walked away. “Yeah, son, it is.”

Naughty little female maggots holding their almond milk and pizza slices stared at him on his way out.

If he wasn’t on an errand of mercy he might have… nah, his Johnson wasn’t in the mood to play with bored housewives.

The ride didn’t take long, seeing as how he chose the closest store to the high school.

He couldn’t say he’d ever run an errand like it but he didn’t see the big deal she was making.

She was a chick who needed chick things and she had no fucking mom to turn to, end of story. As she told it, Lawless was her best friend. Go fucking figure, he felt sorry for her if that was the case.

But he’s never once denied their connection.Never.

Did he understand it? Nah. But he acknowledged it was there under his skin.

He reacted to her request in the same way as if she’d asked him to blow someone’s head off for her.

It was all the same racket to Lawless.

He hadn’t been on school grounds in a long time, but he saw how nothing much changed.

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