“You drive and I’ll pull the trigger,” Gabe tells him. “Why don’t you drive and I pull the trigger?” “Because I’m older.” “By a year.” “Year and a half,” Gabe says. “Big deal.” But Chuy drives. He don’t have no license, but they’re going to kill a guy, so he’s not exactly sweating the underage driving thing. He pulls up on the curb, Gabe checks the load on the 9mm and gets out. “I’ll be back in a sec.”
