The Shadow of Mudflap (A Foxtrot Team Novel #1) Read Online Free

an equally large smile to match his stature.
    “Remind me again why we invite this guy.”
    Stetson rolled his eyes. “Because he’s an Aggie. We need the easy money and he’s a sure thing.”
    “Yeah, talk it up boys. We’ll see who’s walking out of here with the most money tonight and at the end of the season, too.” Riley was starting to look aggressive, with a sneer that dominated his face. The bastard had a hair trigger temper. Seriously, why did they invite the asswipe?
    “Really?” Derek, Mudflap’s roommate, never avoided a challenge. The kid was loyal to a fault, but one of these days, that was likely to get him into trouble. “Would you care to place a little wager on your beloved Aggies? I’m thinking Tech will outrank them in the standings at the end of the season.”
    Mudflap settled back into his chair and took a long draw on his beer. This was liable to go on for a while.
    Riley grinned, but it wasn’t a friendly gesture. “What kind of wager are you thinking about, whelp? I’m not sure you can afford to play with the big boys.”
    Mudflap clenched his jaw. Riley was an asshole, but he was a corporate lawyer with a lot of money. Unfortunately, Derek was in a bad place right now. He’d just gotten out of a bad relationship with a girl who took him for all she could and at twenty-five the poor kid didn’t have much extra to give. When he found himself homeless and basically broke because the bitch had broken his heart right after emptying his bank account and kicking him out of their apartment, Mudflap had let him move into the guest room in his house.
    Unfortunately, Derek was learning his lessons about love the hard way. Looking at him, with his clean-cut model good looks, you would never guess he had a romantic streak a mile wide. He’d had the serious misfortune to fall for a girl who saw that and took complete advantage of it.
    “Riley, lay off him,” Mudflap warned. “I thought we were going to play poker here.”
    Derek shook his head. “No, it’s okay, Mudflap. I have faith in the Raiders and I think they’ll go all the way this year.” He turned back to Riley, his eyes flashing with challenge. “Tell you what, since we all know my financials aren’t all that great right now, let’s make a wager of a different sort. If Tech goes all the way to the Championship…and wins…you’ll have to detail my car every week for the next year. If A&M does it, the same wager goes for me detailing your car.”
    Mudflap smirked. That was actually a good bet. Riley drove a Porsche that he loved almost as much as his beloved Aggies.  But Derek drove a ratty old 80’s model Pontiac Grand Prix. Riley would be totally humiliated to have to detail that every week. There was no way Riley would turn down this bet and the vision of him having to detail Derek’s piece of shit car was enough to make him smile at the possibilities.
    Riley reached across and shook Derek’s hand. “You’re on, toddler. We’ll see who goes all the way.”
     
    Game 1 Results:
    Texas Tech (22): 82
    vs.
    Washington State University: 64
     
     

Week 2: You Have to Fight for Every Inch
    Mudflap
    Mudflap groaned as he pulled into the parking lot of the fire station. Damn, Misty was here again. He’d met Misty at a community outreach breakfast early in the summer where he’d served pancakes. Part of his job had been to present a pleasant face for the fire department. When an attractive group of young girls sat at one of his tables, he didn’t think twice about flirting with them. It was supposed to be harmless. But somehow it had become a huge problem.
    Misty was in her early twenties. She was a tiny little thing with shoulder length bleach blonde hair, dyed blue at the tips. At first, she would drop by the station with a batch of cookies for all the guys about once a week, which was nice, but he was never interested in dating her. He’d been up front with that from the beginning, but she persisted. Now she showed