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This wasn’t supposed to happen. We were just coming here to grab some food and beer, unwind after a rough week, but the Diablos came in with a chip on their shoulders, wanting to start a fight. So we delivered, and now I have to hope that this will all be over before the police get here.
“On your right!” one of the Lords shouts at me just as two of the Diablos come around the line of cars, guns pointed right at me. Before I have a chance to lift my weapon, Dusty shoots both of them from over my shoulder, killing them instantly.
I turn to look at my VP. “Thanks, man.”
He shakes his head. “Don’t thank me. We’re in this together; we protect each other.”
In the distance, I can hear the familiar sound of sirens.
“We need to get the hell out of here,” I say to my men. “This ends now.”
Without another word, I pop up from my spot and start shooting blindly at the cars across from me. My men follow suit, our roars of anger filling the night.
I close my eyes, blindly shooting across the parking lot. The Diablos start to spread out, trying to close us in, but we spread, too. I duck behind a ratty sedan just as a bullet whizzes past my face. I look for the shooter, but it’s hard to tell in the fray.
I need to get Ma out of here, I think to myself. But how the hell am I supposed to do that? This parking lot is like a fucking war zone right now.
From this position, I can see her pressed against the window in the bar, staring at me frantically. This is a mistake, because the Diablos leader turns to look at her, too.
Absolutely the fuck not.
I run from around the car and yell at him to try to get his attention, but he ignores me. His movements are quick: one moment, he’s looking at my mother, the next he’s shooting her through the glass. Right in the head.
A scream wrenches from my throat as I begin pelting his body with bullets.
She can’t be dead. She can’t be.
Not my mother, who’s done nothing but love me and provide for me.
This sets shit off.
The Lords, who just witnessed the murder of my mother, go at the Diablos with an intensity I’ve never seen before. One by one, they all start to fall, but not before the police pull up and shut it down. I don’t care. I don’t stop until I’m in the bar, cradling my mother’s fragile body against mine.
Angry tears burn my eyes. I try to keep them in, but they pour out of me light a dam breaking. I rock back and forth like she used to rock me when I was little, when I was afraid of the thunder or had just hurt myself.
She wasn’t supposed to be here. If only I hadn’t forgotten
My children will never get to meet their grandmother, never get to experience the kind of love she would give them.
I sit on the floor of the bar until the police come and slap cuffs over my wrists. I don’t scream, don’t fight as they take me away, as the paramedics cover her lifeless body with a white blanket.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE
JAY
It’s beentwo weeks since Lee and Vic fucked the little girl, and her lack of presence is starting to become noticeable.
I haven’t had a decent meal, and I’m starting to get irritable from that and the lack of the sex.
For three nights straight, I’ve jerked myself off to the thought of her coming on my cock. Twice I found myself almost walking down the hall to her bedroom, but both times someone was there to distract me.
I don’t think it’s that I’m so horny I’ll fuck anything. I’ve never denied my attraction to Maya, but she seems to have some kind of allure over my brothers and I don’t want to fall victim to that. I’ve seen too many times how love can destroy men like us, and we can’t afford for that to happen right now.
But, more than that… I think I’m a little jealous.
I’ll never tell my brothers, though. They’d never let me hear the end of it.
I snuff out my cigarette and sit back in the pool chair to watch the sun set below the tree line. It’s the beginning of November, and it’s finally starting to feel like it. I wouldn’t be surprised if the pool started to freeze over by next week.
