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screamed Kosner. “Let go with one hand, and I won’t let
you go, I promise.”   
    Santino reached over
Kosner and bent over the edge of the roof. He grabbed for VIN’s
clothes. In one smooth motion, Santino pulled VIN’s weight up and
over onto the roof.   
    Kosner looked at Santino
in amazement and envy at the same time. It seemed to Kosner that
Santino did everything right—he didn’t have to try hard at all. How
was it that some guys had it all so easy, as if they were
genetically predisposed to succeed?   
    VIN rose from the ground
shaken and embarrassed. He and Kosner hurried behind Santino to the
access door that led back into the building.   
    “ I’m
glad that’s over,” said Santino as he took the stairs down. “Good
thinking, Kosner. Jumping buildings should keep the police off our
tracks for a while.”   
    “ But
where are we going now?” asked Kosner. It was clear to him that
Santino was the leader, and that he possibly held the answer to why
he could run abnormally fast and jump outrageous
lengths.   
    “ We need
to find a place where it’s dark. Somewhere out of the way,
secluded,” VIN responded.   
    The three men walked in
unison under the night’s protection, taking as many back alleys as
possible. The nights in Alexandria were quite loud. The
restaurants, bars, and diners stayed open all night, and the
sidewalks and bus stations were crowded with people trying to get
to and from. Most minded their own business; Alexandria wasn’t a
friendly city. There was no brotherly love or random acts of
kindness to one’s neighbor.   
    Santino could think of
only one place that was open yet vacant enough to hide out in: the
gym he used when he was growing up. When Santino was very young,
his dad had introduced him to boxing. Santino had loved the sport
and loved his dad for putting him on to it. However, that was the
only thing his father ever did for him before going away to
prison.   
    Trinidad Gym closed late
and opened early for those who had hectic work schedules. Santino
still went from time to time to check up on his old coach and spar
with his friends from school. Ever since he had hooked up with
Kurma, though, he had sort of dropped everything for her; he’d
stopped practicing and seldom showed his face around the gym
anymore. Most of the guys his age there were into some crazy stuff,
and Kurma had always disapproved.   
    Santino knew the gym would
be the perfect cover for the guys. It would be quiet around that
time of night, with guys focusing on their workouts instead of
worrying about three goonies.   
    “ We can
go up to Trinidad’s on thirty-fifth   Ave. and lay low for a while,”
said Santino.   
    “ You
don’t think there’ll be people around? A gym is pretty bright. I
don’t want anybody seeing me like this,” said
Kosner.   
    “ Trust
me. The guys there mind their own business. We won’t be in the gym
anyway, but behind it where they keep their extra equipment and
stuff,” Santino said. “It’s time I had the talk with you
two.”   
    “ This
guy,” VIN said jokingly. “You sound like my
father.”   
    “ I am
your father in a way.”   
    VIN didn’t like that. He
was the kind of guy who was his own man. He had had a dad, and he
didn’t like him; besides, VIN was twice Santino’s age, and he
didn’t like being guided by a teenager who was still in high
school. “Don’t joke around with that,” he said.   
    Santino could feel a
slight tension, but it was what it was. Whether VIN wanted to admit
it or not, he came from Santino. Whatever was in Santino’s hands or
skin passed on to VIN, and spawned something very much like an
offspring.   
    “ Look,
I’m hungry and thirsty,” said Kosner. “I’m ready to stop moving. I
say we go up to the gym. Cut the macho stuff out,
alright?”   
    VIN looked at him as if he
were crazy, but didn’t egg him on. Kosner wasn’t a threat, just
puffed out a bit from jumping that