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Hector laughed. “‘Too happy’? Ain’t no fuckin’ thing as too happy, ese. I been waitin’ to see your high-horse ridin’, bitch-ass get slapped down for years.”
I squinted at him, not believing what I was hearing. Hector was many things – murderous, sociopathic, scum of the earth – but the one thing he wasn’t was dumb. And yet he kept going on and on like this was some stupid biker version of ‘Who’s On First.’
“I’m not talking about me and Lou, I’m talking about the robbery,” I said.
Hector frowned. “What robbery?”
“The one where two of your guys walked into the Seven Veils, shot one of ours, then got their heads blown off.”
Everything changed in an instant. Hector leaned in, deadly serious. Rodrigo scowled, too, though he didn’t seem as upset as his boss.
“When the fuck was this?” Hector asked, his voice cold and dangerous.
“Three weeks ago.”
“Three weeks?” Hector asked in disbelief.
“Yes.”
Hector shook his head. “Impossible.”
“I was there. I saw it with my own eyes.”
“Then why the fuck I ain’t heard about it?” Hector snapped.
This was very fucking strange.
“The shooter’s name was Emilio Gonzalez,” I said.
Hector spoke to Rodrigo in Spanish again. Rodrigo didn’t say anything, just shook his head ‘no.’
“We don’t got no fuckin’ Emilio Gonzalez in our crew, ese,” Hector said.
“That’s impossible.”
“Impossible or not, it’s like I said: I don’t know who the fuck Emilio Gonzalez is, but he ain’t no Santa Muerte.”
“They were wearing your club’s leathers.”
“You’re sure?”
I glared at him like Give me a fucking break. “I saw them.”
“Then that’s a different issue, and I’m gonna have the head of any motherfucker who gave ‘em those jackets,” Hector said. “But I can tell you this for a fact: whoever those two chingados were, they weren’t Santa Muertes.”
I sat there, absolutely dumbfounded. Everything I knew seemed called into question.
“Well… I guess I wasted your time,” I said as I slid out of the booth.
“Not necessarily. You find out who gave ‘em those leathers, you let me know,” Hector said. “I’d consider it a personal favor.”
I nodded, then walked out, careful to keep my eyes on them until I was out the door.
20
Ihad no idea what the hell just happened.
I’d walked into the diner thinking everything was one way. When I walked out, I was questioning everything.
