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“That goes for all of ya,” Ryder shouted over the waves and wind. “Pull your damn pants up! You look like you shit yourselves.” He turned back to blondie and glared at him over the top of his sunglasses. Blondie quickly pulled his pants up and then lit a smoke with shaky hands.
Mr. Ryder turned back to the others, all of whom responded in similar fashion. He nodded lightly as, one by one, they each dropped his gaze. With a halfhearted two-fingered salute, he turned for the beach chair sitting next to Victoria, a cocky grin cutting through his unshaven cheeks. “Still got it.”