"Twenty-five hundred," Elias said. "And I’ll take it off your hands right now."
"AC works?" Elias asked, trying to sound like a savvy negotiator while his heart hammered against his ribs. "Blows cold as a Duluth winter," the seller lied. buy astro van
Elias peeked inside. The gray velour seats smelled faintly of stale french fries and pine-scented air freshener. He climbed into the driver’s seat, which felt less like a car chair and more like a worn-in recliner. He looked out through the massive windshield at the horizon. "Twenty-five hundred," Elias said