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truck.”
Several of Lima 6 whistled softly. “Sixty keys, uncut!” Ron said softly. “That’s a lot of blow. That’s what… one and a half, two, million on the street?”
“There is another truck back there that is broken down and leaking oil. You’ll want someone to come get that one. Do they speak English?” Leo asked.
“They pretend they don’t but I think they do,” Hector said.
“Who are you running the drugs for?” Leo asked, giving the youngest looking kid a nudge with his foot. The kid couldn’t be a day over fifteen. The kids didn’t answer and stared back at him with wide eyes.
“What are we going to do with them?” Leo asked Ron as he pulled him aside.
“What do you mean?”
“They’re just kids. We can’t just shoot them.”
“Why not? They’re running drugs. That’s what we do with drug runners. You know that.”
“Not kids, Ron! That’s not right!”
The President pulled Leo farther away from the group. “What do you suggest? Just turning them loose? Then what? The Prieto Cartel will just start running the drugs with kids. No mercy. That has been our club credo since the beginning. You knew that when you joined.”
“This is different!” Leo hissed. “We don’t shoot kids. Just like we don’t shoot the illegals, just the Coyotes.”
“Okay. Who’s at fault here? Who’s the Coyote? You tell me.”
“Ron! We can’t shoot the kids. It’s wrong!”
“Fuck it,” Ron muttered stepping away from Leo. “Somebody shoot them.”
“Wait!” Leo called, holding up his hands in warding off gesture. “Just wait a minute. We need to think about this.”
“Thinking’s done, Leo. You need to get with the program,” Ron said, his voice hard as diamonds.
“Ron! These are just kids!”
“What’s your problem, Leo? You have been bucking me for the last three months. You have questioned almost every decision I’ve made.”
“Just the wrong ones, Ron. This is the wrong decision!”
“Fine. I’ll do it myself,” Ron said as he drew his sidearm.
“Put the gun down!” Leo shouted as he drew and pointed his own weapon at Ron’s head.
“Whoa! Wait a minute!” Tuck called as he and the rest of Lima 6 drew their weapons and began pointing them at each other. Only Leo’s gun never wavered.
“Goddamit! Are we going to shoot each other now? Everyone, put the guns down!” Ron shouted as he holstered his weapon.
When the last weapon was holstered, Leo lowered his, but didn’t put it away. “We are not shooting kids!”
Leo watched Ron’s jaw muscles work. He knew he had seriously crossed the line, but he couldn’t let Ron shoot the kids, President or not.
“Fine. We’ll do it your way. But this is on you, Leo,” Ron finally said.
Leo tucked his weapon away and stormed up to the kids. “Do you speak English?” he shouted into the oldest kid’s face. “Because if you don’t, you’re in a world of shit!”
The kid nodded. “I can speak English.”
“You see that man?” Leo said as menacingly as possible while he pointed at Ron. “That’s a bad man! He was going to kill you! Next time I might not be able to stop him! Do you understand what I’m telling you? The next time someone, bambino or not, comes into Lima 6 territory, they’re going to be killed! If I weren’t here, you would be dead! Understand? ”
All the kids nodded frantically that they understood.
“Go! Get out of here!”
The kids needed no more encouragement and bolted back along the way they came on foot.
“Put the drugs in the truck,” Ron said in disgust as he stared at Leo.
***
Leo rode in the Dodge with Gigolo so that he and Ron didn’t have to ride together. There was silent agreement among all the Lima 6 members that having Ron and Leo in the same vehicle probably wasn’t a good idea. When they reached the road, they
Several of Lima 6 whistled softly. “Sixty keys, uncut!” Ron said softly. “That’s a lot of blow. That’s what… one and a half, two, million on the street?”
“There is another truck back there that is broken down and leaking oil. You’ll want someone to come get that one. Do they speak English?” Leo asked.
“They pretend they don’t but I think they do,” Hector said.
“Who are you running the drugs for?” Leo asked, giving the youngest looking kid a nudge with his foot. The kid couldn’t be a day over fifteen. The kids didn’t answer and stared back at him with wide eyes.
“What are we going to do with them?” Leo asked Ron as he pulled him aside.
“What do you mean?”
“They’re just kids. We can’t just shoot them.”
“Why not? They’re running drugs. That’s what we do with drug runners. You know that.”
“Not kids, Ron! That’s not right!”
The President pulled Leo farther away from the group. “What do you suggest? Just turning them loose? Then what? The Prieto Cartel will just start running the drugs with kids. No mercy. That has been our club credo since the beginning. You knew that when you joined.”
“This is different!” Leo hissed. “We don’t shoot kids. Just like we don’t shoot the illegals, just the Coyotes.”
“Okay. Who’s at fault here? Who’s the Coyote? You tell me.”
“Ron! We can’t shoot the kids. It’s wrong!”
“Fuck it,” Ron muttered stepping away from Leo. “Somebody shoot them.”
“Wait!” Leo called, holding up his hands in warding off gesture. “Just wait a minute. We need to think about this.”
“Thinking’s done, Leo. You need to get with the program,” Ron said, his voice hard as diamonds.
“Ron! These are just kids!”
“What’s your problem, Leo? You have been bucking me for the last three months. You have questioned almost every decision I’ve made.”
“Just the wrong ones, Ron. This is the wrong decision!”
“Fine. I’ll do it myself,” Ron said as he drew his sidearm.
“Put the gun down!” Leo shouted as he drew and pointed his own weapon at Ron’s head.
“Whoa! Wait a minute!” Tuck called as he and the rest of Lima 6 drew their weapons and began pointing them at each other. Only Leo’s gun never wavered.
“Goddamit! Are we going to shoot each other now? Everyone, put the guns down!” Ron shouted as he holstered his weapon.
When the last weapon was holstered, Leo lowered his, but didn’t put it away. “We are not shooting kids!”
Leo watched Ron’s jaw muscles work. He knew he had seriously crossed the line, but he couldn’t let Ron shoot the kids, President or not.
“Fine. We’ll do it your way. But this is on you, Leo,” Ron finally said.
Leo tucked his weapon away and stormed up to the kids. “Do you speak English?” he shouted into the oldest kid’s face. “Because if you don’t, you’re in a world of shit!”
The kid nodded. “I can speak English.”
“You see that man?” Leo said as menacingly as possible while he pointed at Ron. “That’s a bad man! He was going to kill you! Next time I might not be able to stop him! Do you understand what I’m telling you? The next time someone, bambino or not, comes into Lima 6 territory, they’re going to be killed! If I weren’t here, you would be dead! Understand? ”
All the kids nodded frantically that they understood.
“Go! Get out of here!”
The kids needed no more encouragement and bolted back along the way they came on foot.
“Put the drugs in the truck,” Ron said in disgust as he stared at Leo.
***
Leo rode in the Dodge with Gigolo so that he and Ron didn’t have to ride together. There was silent agreement among all the Lima 6 members that having Ron and Leo in the same vehicle probably wasn’t a good idea. When they reached the road, they
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