Chapter 67 Nothing, Leia Let Me Do My Job The Way I Know How

• Leia's POV
• "Sir," one of Darren's men said as he appeared and knocked on the bedroom door. "Sorry to interrupt," he announced. "Pipe is out of surgery, but he is awake," he sighed cheerfully and a little reassuringly. "Just say the word, and we'll go get him," he advised.
• Darren shivered as he stood up. "I'm glad he's finally okay, man, he scared the hell out of me," he laughed. "Bad weed never dies. We have to come up with a good plan," he clarified, crossing his arms and eagerly reaching for a cigarette until he lit it and smoked it. "But it has to be right now."