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to screw himself a long time ago. But those people are in me, they are me, and as long as he's got them, he's got Lito.

     Three months ago, he calls, he wants me to buy guns. Fucking assault rifles. It's all set up, where I'm supposed to go, what I'm supposed to do. He wired sixty thousand to the account. That's how confident he felt, to put that kind of money in my hands. He knows I'm not going anywhere.

     I thought he was bringing the guns in to sell. Everybody from the farm is writing, telling me that Luis has seen the light, no more rough shit, he's treating them decent, he's actually paying off the NPA. Luis is bitching to me, how much it's costing him to stay straight with the Nice People. It didn't sound like Luis. But who am I to say?

     I did what he said. He could have done it himself, but I don't think he wanted his name connected with it. All right, I've done my job, I figure I'm free and clear. Then he tells me, I should come over ahead of the guns. He needs me here. I should plan to stay two, three years. I'm going to be working for him again. Not asking me. Telling me, I'm going to be working for him again. He says like before, only more so.

     Then I know, Luis may be paying, but he's still fighting. I didn't want to get involved in it. I also knew, as long as I was alive, I'd be doing exactly what he told me. That's when it came to me, what I had to pull off. If Luis wasn't going to let me go till the day I died, I'd have to die.

     It wouldn't be the first time, right? Not that he'd be as easy as an insurance company.

     If I had to die I might as well do it right. I cashed out everything over there, I took out the policy, I brought over a new car and a couple of pistols. One of ‘em I sold. The other one I was going to keep. But Luis's boy saw it, Baby, and he loved it. He took it. Promised to pay me, but I knew he never would. The son of a bitch just stole it.

     Luis told me what he had in mind for me. There was

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