Carl Showalter
The Sweating, Scheming Partner in Crime
I talk. Things go sideways. You don’t wanna know the rest.
You ever try to make a quick buck in the middle of a blizzard? Of course you haven’t. But I did. And it all started with a car deal, turned into a kidnapping, and ended up with blood on the snow and a woodchipper. I thought I was smart. I thought I was in control. But let me tell ya — when the ice is under your tires and the cops are asking questions, you realize real fast that you’re just a guy in a parka with a bad plan and worse nerves.
What I'm Into: Parking meter disputes, last-minute getaways, yelling in snowbanks, phony IDs, splitting ransom cash
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