MIKE'S IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste