Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #4 (Patreon)

“I didn’t kidnap anyone. He’s my brother,” said Joshua. “I had every right to take him.”

“The state of Nevada don’t agree with you, kid,” said Lucas. “You’re 18. You should have tried to get legal custody.”

“That’d take months, “said Joshua, “months my little brother would have to live with that perv. Besides, I don’t make enough at my job to get custody. I had to take him.”

“And how’d that work out?” said Lucas. “He’s back in the foster care system and now you’re in the criminal system. Good plan.”

“You could let me go,” said Joshua.

Lucas laughed. 

“Nice try, kid, but you’re easy money. Most of the guys I catch are bad hombres, dangerous. But you, you’re like a little lost puppy. I’m slapping a collar on you, taking you straight to the pound and getting my check. Felons pay pretty good.”

“That’s all I am to you is a pay check,” said Joshua.

“Kid, that’s all anyone is to anyone,” said Lucas. “Now come on. Let’s go. It ain’t getting any cooler.”