The Adventures of Quigley & McFinleyyy Chapter 10 – The Loyalty Test
The Adventures of Quigley & McFinleyyy Chapter 10 – The Loyalty Test The Chief’s office was dim again, blinds slanted to let in stripes of sickly neon from the street. Papers cluttered every surface, bourbon still staining the floorboards from last night’s outburst. Quigley and McFinleyyy stood like schoolboys dragged to the principal’s office—except the man across the desk didn’t hand out detentions, he handed out death sentences. “You two want to play cowboys in my city?” the Chief growled, voice low and venomous. His eyes flicked from Quigley to McFinleyyy, lingering with a cold edge. “Good. I’ve got a herd for you to wrangle.” He slid a folder across the desk. Photos spilled out—guns, crates, a warehouse on the docks. An arms deal bigger than anything they’d touched. Foreign buyers. Mercenaries. And a helicopter scheduled to lift the whole arsenal out of the city before dawn. “This is suicide,” McFinleyyy muttered. “That’s the point,” the Chief said flatly. Quigley smirked, fl...