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“Hey, hey, hey—can I see your ID real quick, bud?”
The new customer starts, turning to Mac. He looks like he’s in his twenties, skinny, minimal threat—code green, Mac thinks—with blue eyes and curling brown hair. Despite the hippy vibe the kid is trying to go for, his fingernails are manicured neat, Mac sees, when he hands over a Pennsylvania drivers license. Mac bends the ID in the light, looks for the tell-tale signs of a fake, doesn’t find any for Dennis Reynolds, DOB 1997, a Leo. If Mac had been out in his twenties, Dennis might have been his type, he thinks.
Trouble, Charlie once told Mac when he was high out of his mind on Krylon paint, always walks in on a great set of legs.
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Dennis Reynolds shows up at Paddy's one night to sabotage Frank's investment in the bar. Too bad for him; Mac has twenty-some years on the little shit and knows well enough that life doesn't always go your way.