Chase. Seeing him,
married and
moved on,
stuffed me with pain.
It throbs, stabs.
But that isn’t so bad.
At least I know I’m
still alive.
Alive and Throbbing
I’ve formulated a plan.
First I put in a call to Cesar, who tells
me to stop by anytime.
Code words for There’s plenty around.
Next we have to sell what
little is left in the lockbox. I put Trey
on that. Anyone but Angela
is fair game. He’d better leave that ho
alone or start packing.
I stash a couple of pipes
full, just in case everything goes to shit.
I mean more to shit. I’ve
avoided doing what I’m going to do,
because if we screw this up,
we’ll have Mexican Mafia on our ass.
Not a good thing. No, not
at all. So I guess the message is:
Do not screw this up!
Trey returns with a couple
hundred bucks and we head for Fernley.
León lets us out of the car,