Chapter 51 Need Planning

Montero Villar POV

What a fucking crazy night.

We drove back to the city slowly, Craig’s wreck of a car limping along. The first chance we got, we’d ditch it. Craig was surly about that. Ace was surly in general. I couldn’t remember the last time when we spent hours together and talked so little.

Nobody was willing to speak. We all knew what a close call that had been.

I wanted to blame shock for this weird silence, and yet, I couldn’t. We’d all come close to getting killed, more than once. In our line of work, we’d been shot at and stabbed, but this sort of gloom was a complete first. After a gunfight, we’d all mention this or that about our enemies and brush it off. Bullets and guns were part of the life. We got to suck this up, long before that goddamn van blew up right behind Craig’s car.

XXX

The next morning, I woke up feeling better. The night was behind us. We’d survived. Rocky Ace was too thick-headed to be laid out by an injury like that. It was over.

At least until the text