Chapter 40

There was a certain coolness in the air, one that brought a chill uncommon for a hot Texas night. Even with the A/C on, Cortez felt as if he’d somehow landed in the Arctic. He could see his breath in the chilly air, which he had never known to happen inside, especially since it rarely happened outside, even on the coldest of Texas days.

He continued to eat his dinner, which consisted of a can of chili and some crackers and a beer to wash it all down. He had gone out for a few before, just to calm his nerves after the lashing he got from Menchaca earlier. Menchaca was not a good man, though he treated his men well when they got things right. However, when they got things wrong…well, they had better watch their backs.