Mega #02 Baja Blood Read Free Page B

them into the sink. “Jesus, Kins…”
    “How’s the roomy sitch going, dude?” Max laughed. “Out of the honeymoon phase yet?”
    “Oh, we left the honeymoon phase the first time Kins didn’t shut the bathroom door to take a shit,” Gunnar replied.
    “Nice,” Max laughed. “It’ll be good to see you.”
    “You too, Max,” Gunnar replied. “How’s Shane?”
    “He’s about to go in and get his eyehole probed,” Max said. “He’s looking forward to it.”
    The voice of Shane saying, “Fuck that” could be heard easily.
    “Sounds like it,” Gunnar laughed. “Oh, shit! Kins! The drapes are on fire now!”
    “You better go,” Max said and hung up.
    “Sorry,” Kinsey said, hosing down the drapes with the kitchen sink’s spray nozzle. “There. All fixed.”
     
    ***
     
    “You’ll have to push the subs at speeds we haven’t tested yet to make your deadline,” McCarthy said.
    “Do what you must,” Espanoza said.
    “What I must? How do you mean?” McCarthy asked, pointing at the subs. “You want delivery, here is delivery. Once these subs leave this hangar I’ve done my part.”
    “Oh, no, I am sorry for not being clear,” Espanoza said. “Since I have not had time to train pilots, I will need yours to make the deliveries.”
    McCarthy blanched. “You can’t be serious? My guys didn’t sign up for this. They’re here to test the subs only, not be a part of your drug trafficking.”
    “Their roles have changed,” Espanoza replied. “They will be compensated, of course.”
    “I’m out,” John said, throwing his hands in the air. “I didn’t agree to run drugs for some cartel fuck!” He pointed a finger at Espanoza. “You gonna shoot me? Then shoot me! I could give a fuck, asshole! At least I die with my honor!”
    “Will Carli die with her honor, Mr. Sherman?” Espanoza asked. “Or what about little Jack? Will he die with honor too?”
    John stumbled a bit at the mention of his children’s names. He was able to keep his balance, but he didn’t know for how long.
    “What do you know about them?” John asked. He glared at McCarthy. “What did you tell him about my kids, Jimmy?”
    “Nothing, John,” McCarthy said. “The guy does his homework.”
    “Which will be something your eight year old daughter will never do again if you do not get into your submarine, Mr. Sherman,” Espanoza smiled. “And little Jack is what? Five? He will never get to do homework at all. Not when my men are through with him.”
     
    ***
     
    “Shane Reynolds?” a nurse called as two double doors swung open.
    “That’s me,” Shane said, jumping to his feet. He smiled at the nurse, looking her up and down. “And who are you?”
    “Off limits,” the nurse said. “And don’t wink at me.”
    “I wasn’t,” Shane said. “I was blinking. Blinks look like winks when you only have one eye.”
    “Whatever,” the nurse said. “Follow me.”
    Shane turned and gave his brother a thumbs up as the double doors closed behind him. Max laughed and looked about the waiting room, studying the others that sat, stood, paced, and grumbled.
    A woman with her son and daughter in tow stood at the reception counter, her hands gesticulating. Max couldn’t hear what she was saying since she was making a point of keeping her voice down, but it was obvious she wasn’t happy. The boy turned around and caught Max watching them. Max gave the kid a wave, but the boy didn’t respond, just kept staring.
    The boy’s sister turned around to see what caught her brother’s attention. Max waved to her too, but received a glare in response instead of a blank stare.
    “Nice kids,” Max muttered, his hand going to the left side of his face and his missing ear and scars.
    The woman’s voice started to rise and the kids blanched at the scene their mother caused. Max didn’t want to keep looking, but since everyone else now was he didn’t turn away.
    “He hasn’t answered his phone in days!” the woman