A truck is coming into the warehouse.
There’s also a car right behind the truck with four gueys
(jerks). We’re not expecting extra guests. We’re prepared for anything, but
that! thinks Christopher.
He watches the car stop behind the truck, about twenty feet
back. Excellent, this is the truck with the ammunition on it. This is going
to be tricky, because of the extra gueys. I don’t trust them. Damn, now I have
to drive it out without Claudia. She has to escape quickly as I go.
Claudia stands ready at the end of the table. She looks at
the truck pull in, quickly pulls out her Glock.
She waits for them to stop. There’re two men inside the
cab of the truck. What in the hell is this? There are more men in that car that
pulled in , thinks Claudia. Oh hell, this is going to get bad.
The truck is a moving truck , thinks Claudia. We
need to check this out back at the office . She memorizes the license plate.
El Gato jumps out and walks over to Claudia. The driver
jumps out of the truck. He runs to the back of the truck to open the back
doors.
Before the driver can open up the back doors, all hell
breaks loose. “Gato, have your gueys in the car pull out! Turn the truck
around, facing the garage door, and leave it running,” yells Christopher. He
doesn’t like the situation.
He points his Glock at el Gato. We’re not expecting the
other car with the four gueys . “Now!”
The other car with the four gueys is about twenty feet
behind the truck and the car is running as the four gueys jump out. They stand
next to their doors.
El Gato gawks at Christopher and Claudia. Yeah, they’re
suspicious. Hmmm, should I comply or ignore his request? It will actually work
for me anyway if the truck is ready to go when we put Christopher out and take
Claudia. Si, the dulce (sweet) Claudia , he thinks.
“Hola, niños (hello kids),” says el Gato. He’s always trying
to intimidate them with his age and experience. He looks them over. They’re
only babies playing with adults , he thinks.
The niña (little girl) is a beauty and I know that I’m
going to have her first. I just can’t wait, he thinks licking his lips. He
looks her over.
“Bruno! Turn the truck around and leave it running,” yells
el Gato, gawking at Claudia.
“Do you have the cargo?” asks Christopher. I’m fucking
going to kill him. I don’t like how this animal is looking at Claudia. I don’t
trust him. She is not for him and I will kill him before he even gets to touch
her. “We don’t have all night!”
“Claro (of course)!” says el Gato. He looks over at Claudia,
grinning. His grin looks evil.
He walks over to the truck where the driver is standing with
his gun pulled out.
“Your guey is a little over zealous,” says Claudia. She
smiles at him. Claudia walks over to the back of the truck. “We need to see the
ammunition.” She stops a few feet away from the back of the truck, ready to
shoot.
“Gato, move your guey away from the door!” yells
Christopher.
I fucking don’t like the way the animals are looking at
Claudia, he thinks .
Christopher moves closer to the door to look inside to
verify the ammunition.
El Gato makes a hand signal to have the driver move to the
other side of the truck with an evil smile. “Que pasa (what’s wrong)?” asks el
Gato.
He looks at Christopher and he looks into the truck with a
flash light. “Everything is good.”
“Si,” replies Christopher. He walks back to the table, not
losing sight of el Gato and his guey.
Carefully, he gets the bags. He starts to open the bags,
while he continues to look at el Gato.
Christopher waits for el Gato to walk over to verify the
funds.
This is too much for my nerves. El Gato looks like he’s
more interested in Claudia than in the money , deliberates Christopher.
El Gato turns to look at Christopher. He’s trying to pay
attention to the transaction. It’s difficult to keep track of what’s
transpiring. My mind is on el jefe (the boss), el Tigre,
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