MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare