load will be ready in a few minutes. Just so you know, you’ll be taking anywhere from five to eight girls per run. Depending on their ages and race, they are worth anywhere from fifty to a hundred grand each. As you know, if you get caught you go to jail for a long time. If you decide to rat us out, you may get a deal, but we will find you and kill you and your family.”
“Just curious,” Tony interrupted , “Does every single thing you tell me have to be followed with a threat to kill my family? I mean, is that just a regular thing for you?”
“It’s just a way to drive the point home. And yes, you’ll be hearing it a lot until we are sure we can trust you.”
“After everything I’ve done for you so far, you still can’t trust me?”
“Sorry. It’s not something we give away in this business. Your truck should be ready.”
Tony walked over, climbed into the cab and headed out yet again on another Mexico trip. When he took the job he hadn’t realized how tiring of a drive it was. Now he was doing it three times a week. At least the money was good. He hadn’t spoken to Kim since he came home the other night. He had no idea if she was going to stay with him after learning what he was doing. Though, he saw the way she was looking at the money. He had no doubt that if she did stay, it would be the money that saved their marriage.
As he headed south, he tried to drive as casually as possible. After the last run, it was hard for him not to freak out every time he saw a police car. After this run, he would have a longer talk with Kim and figure out where she stood with things. They’d been getting gradually more distant over the past few months and this situation wasn’t helping. Maybe he’d send her on a nice vacation. That might ease her mind. As he drove he tried to think of more positive things and fun things he’d like to do with the money he was earning. Lost in his daydreams, he didn’t notice the eighteen wheeler closing in behind him.
Chapter 15
Kim stood at her register staring off into space. She was an assistant manager at a grocery store chain, but today was running register because they were short-handed. That suited her fine, as she didn’t feel like having to make any decisions. She didn’t even know what to make of her conversation with Tony. He was delivering something illegal, but wouldn’t tell her. Did she even want to know?
More customers came through her line and she pushed the thought away as she rang up their purchases. Once she finished, her relief had arrived. In her mental fog she hadn’t realized her shift was over. She counted down her drawer and headed to her car. She pulled in at the house and headed straight to the bedroom and into the walk in closet. The duffel bag was on the top shelf. She pulled it down and unzipped it, exposing all the cash. Running her hand across it, she picked up a wad of bills and flipped through it. It was all hundreds.
She dropped the bills back into the bag and stared at it. One thing she was not, and that was a legal expert. If what Tony was doing was illegal, she wasn’t a part of it. She didn’t even know what it was. This was a lot of money. It was money they could do a lot of things with. Pay off the cars, redecorate the house, and put a fence in the back yard.
Yet, because she had no idea what he was doing, she had no idea where this money came from. Did someone die over it? If it was drug money, then people did die. Could she live with herself, living high on the hog with blood money? There was a part of her that wanted to keep it and just not ask questions. There was the other part of her that didn’t think it was right.
She picked the bag up again and went back into the living room.
As she passed through she grabbed her purse and headed to her car, and pulled out of the driveway. Within a few minutes she
“Just curious,” Tony interrupted , “Does every single thing you tell me have to be followed with a threat to kill my family? I mean, is that just a regular thing for you?”
“It’s just a way to drive the point home. And yes, you’ll be hearing it a lot until we are sure we can trust you.”
“After everything I’ve done for you so far, you still can’t trust me?”
“Sorry. It’s not something we give away in this business. Your truck should be ready.”
Tony walked over, climbed into the cab and headed out yet again on another Mexico trip. When he took the job he hadn’t realized how tiring of a drive it was. Now he was doing it three times a week. At least the money was good. He hadn’t spoken to Kim since he came home the other night. He had no idea if she was going to stay with him after learning what he was doing. Though, he saw the way she was looking at the money. He had no doubt that if she did stay, it would be the money that saved their marriage.
As he headed south, he tried to drive as casually as possible. After the last run, it was hard for him not to freak out every time he saw a police car. After this run, he would have a longer talk with Kim and figure out where she stood with things. They’d been getting gradually more distant over the past few months and this situation wasn’t helping. Maybe he’d send her on a nice vacation. That might ease her mind. As he drove he tried to think of more positive things and fun things he’d like to do with the money he was earning. Lost in his daydreams, he didn’t notice the eighteen wheeler closing in behind him.
Chapter 15
Kim stood at her register staring off into space. She was an assistant manager at a grocery store chain, but today was running register because they were short-handed. That suited her fine, as she didn’t feel like having to make any decisions. She didn’t even know what to make of her conversation with Tony. He was delivering something illegal, but wouldn’t tell her. Did she even want to know?
More customers came through her line and she pushed the thought away as she rang up their purchases. Once she finished, her relief had arrived. In her mental fog she hadn’t realized her shift was over. She counted down her drawer and headed to her car. She pulled in at the house and headed straight to the bedroom and into the walk in closet. The duffel bag was on the top shelf. She pulled it down and unzipped it, exposing all the cash. Running her hand across it, she picked up a wad of bills and flipped through it. It was all hundreds.
She dropped the bills back into the bag and stared at it. One thing she was not, and that was a legal expert. If what Tony was doing was illegal, she wasn’t a part of it. She didn’t even know what it was. This was a lot of money. It was money they could do a lot of things with. Pay off the cars, redecorate the house, and put a fence in the back yard.
Yet, because she had no idea what he was doing, she had no idea where this money came from. Did someone die over it? If it was drug money, then people did die. Could she live with herself, living high on the hog with blood money? There was a part of her that wanted to keep it and just not ask questions. There was the other part of her that didn’t think it was right.
She picked the bag up again and went back into the living room.
As she passed through she grabbed her purse and headed to her car, and pulled out of the driveway. Within a few minutes she
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