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saw the new Sheriff the other day and so did I.”
     
    Garcia nodded. “Never thought I'd see the day that a chica would become Sheriff of Sacks. We should tie her up and take turns.”
     
    I tried to ignore his statement. Who cares who the Sheriff was anyways? The cops couldn't touch us and at least she was easier on the eyes than Mendoza. But imagining Emily on her knees, my thick cock slipping past her lips. I wanted her to swallow every drop of my warm cum.
     
    “How are we going to squash this war, Garcia?”
     
    Garcia looked at the ground and kicked some dirt. “I'm not sure I know what you're talking about?”
     
    I looked around at the other Death Merchants. They could shoot me at any moment. I didn't have much time left. “Let's not play games here. We know your gunning for our territory. What can we do to stop this before too much blood is spilled?”
     
    Garcia scratched his mustache. “How about half your territory?”
     
    Tanner couldn't help but laugh behind me. I turned around and narrowed my eyes at him. He shut up instantly. Tanner knew better than to mouth off.
     
    “Now come on. You know that's not fair. Isn't there something else that you desire. Drugs or money?” I made sure to scan the other Mexicans, looking for any quick movements.
     
    “We want your territory, Caleb. It's that simple. Give us some and we'll be happy.” Garcia grinned like he was my friend. I smiled back knowing his grin wasn't going to last much longer.
     
    I knew that negotiating wasn't going to get us anywhere. The only way to negotiate with Mexicans was with blood. I scratched the back of my head and stepped aside, giving Big Mike a clear view of Garcia. A shot rang out from far away. Not even a second later, Garcia was on his knees, clutching his neck as blood rained out in spurts. Big Mike not only cooked great burgers,he was a good shot too.
     
    The Mexicans were confused but we still didn't have any weapons. I had to speak out before they realized that it was us that did it. “I have snipers crawling all over this place and if you even lift your gun, my guys will take you out.” The Mexicans looked around, trying to spot any of the shooters. I actually only had Big Mike out there but they didn't need to know that. “Everyone put your guns down and get on your knees with your hands behind your head.”
     
    Garcia fell over dead. His blood poured out and mixed with the dirt making a dark mud. The Mexicans did as they were told and dropped their guns. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. That situation could have gone a totally different way.
     
    I spoke to the unarmed Death Merchants. “Your leader is dead now. I'm sure your veins are boiling with rage. Revenge will be your only savior. But let me tell you this. If you come after us, only more Mexican blood will be spilled. I hope your next leader is smarter and decides to work with us rather than against.”
     
    I nodded to the other Black Widow members and we walked past the furious expressions. It was a miracle we made it out of there and back to our bikes. The Mexicans didn't dare move. “You think they're going to let this go?” Tanner asked, putting on his motorcycle helmet.
     
    “Not a chance in hell. But at least they'll be disorganized with their leadership gone. We better prepare because they're going to be hungry for blood.”
     
    We rode back to our side of Sacks County, congratulating each other on a huge success. Big Mike was the star of the show and we got him a few whores to share the night with. He deserved it. Being President was so scary but I had the experience to turn the ship in the right direction. If I ever needed guidance, Mason would be there to help me. I was going to need a lot of it soon enough when the Death Merchants came looking for vengeance. I hoped I made the right decision.

Chapter Eight
     
Emily

My phone buzzed on the floor next to the sleeping bag, the Beatles song blaring into the silent night. It