Las Vegas is a little less down in the dumps these days. The trash dumps, that is. The recession that knocked Sin City on its heels has spared few businesses. Not even trash disposal.
Edgar Saul jolts when he hears the siren. He chose this spot on the pedestrian walkway between the Tropicana and Excalibur specifically for the vantage point it gave him of the Strip. He’ll see the cops coming, and he will have a chance to run.