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“I’m not keeping him here,” I start and Guy jumps in. “Syd I parked here because they were on either side,” he tells her but she doesn’t believe him,” Carlos and I settled our issues a while back and here, parked here keeps random people from screwing with me or my car.” “After everything this tapatio eating shit stain and his band of fuckwits did to you and now everything is just cool and that’s it,” she’s mad and I have a few of my people staring at her and not in a happy way. “Sydney I said that this was the day things finally get settled and I move on. Carlos and I are good… well we’re better than we were by a mile and now here you are being very insulting and a bit racist honey,” Guy is being straight and defending us a little, thankfully his girl realizes she’s been a little over the top. “It wasn’t that bad,” now she’s calmer and a little more aware of her words. “Hey you thought bad about us and a few months back you’d be right, but please stop with the racist shit,” I ask her and she nods a little. “Yeah, who doesn’t like tapatio,” Hector jokes and there is a bit of a laugh with everyone. My crew relax and get back to having a good time while Guy and Syd get a lot closer and I give them some space for a while. The whole night winds on with Guy and Sydney hanging around my people and just relaxing. A few of them apologize for shit but he accepts it like it isn’t a thing anymore and after several hours he decides that he’s heading out and I get a real handshake from him before he gets in his car with Sydney and heads for home. I stick around with my people for a little bit longer and even share a drink with Smitty before heading home, looks like it’s a new day for everyone. Guy: Months ago in the desert And here is Gabriel completely pissed off and here he comes at me with a knife that I’m pretty sure would make the first one I was stabbed with jealous. I look calm as I’m holding sand in my hand but I’m a little freaked out right now but outside I must look calm, I hope I look calm. I hold out the sand to Gabriel who stops and stares at it for a second before smiling and taking another step towards me. I don’t hear it but I feel the wind blow past me from behind and now I know guano has become a reality. Gabriel’s face explodes as blood and brain matter fly out the back of what was his head. The other four are staring at me in disbelief and I look to the three who were on bikes and let more sand fall from my hand. 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