Chapter 277: Fernandez

"Stop your fucking whining. He's dead, get over it. The bitch killed him and all you have left is revenge. I feel the same way about my sister. Both of them will pay along with their men."

We're in a dump of a motel room in a shithole town called Casa Grande, which is far enough away from Phoenix that Moon won't look here for a while. I need some time to regroup and I also need a man with Goose. One who can drive because this piece of shit never learned. How you live in the United States without driving is fuck-all ridiculous.

"She'll pay," he says while clenching his fists and opening them repeatedly.

"Yes, she'll pay, blah, blah, blah and so will the black bitch with her. Your cousin was a dickhead for getting himself killed by a woman to begin with. Learn a lesson from this. Never trust whores. They're good for a piece of ass and that's it."