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“S.W.A.T don’t have shit on me.” Pulling the trigger, he jerked back. “Bang!”
    Ernesto flinched, haunted by nightmares of Mac’s head exploding: the blood, the brains, the body. He loved the control the money and power associated with the drug trade afforded him, but he couldn’t stomach the violence. He envied David’s fight. David would do whatever needed doing. Ernesto knew he’d be unstoppable if he could somehow harness David’s power.
    David lowered his arms. “I’m sorry, man. My ass got carried away.”
    “I’m fine.” Ernesto forced himself to stop trembling.
    “Hell, naw! Your ass really is white now. I was out of line. That bastard had a gun to your head. I know that shit fucks with you.” He returned to his seat. “I need to learn how to shut my damn mouth.”
    “I’ll be fine.” He lifted his cup of coffee with shaky hands, then replaced it on the table.
    David’s brows furrowed. “You sure?”
    “Yeah.” He pushed his plate, the cup, and the memories away. “Do you think they’ll go to the police? Maybe I should smooth things over with George and give him a payoff. We can’t afford for you to be arrested over this stupid stuff right now. Paige is standing at our back door with a battering ram, and the DEA is at the front.”
    “ Jorge ain’t goin’ no fuckin’ where; Paige ain’t shit; and the DEA hasn’t even learned to tie their damn shoes yet.”
    “What did you do to George?”
    “I pushed him around a little.” He strummed his fingers on the wooden tabletop. “I can’t take him out. My stupid ass was drunk. I drove over there like I owned the damn place. I know someone had to see my car.”
    They both fiddled with their cups of coffee, calculating their next move. Contrary to David’s assessment of Paige, the man was very important. Paige controlled the second largest trafficking territory in the United States and was primed to squeeze in on David’s. The Drug Enforcement Agency might be only a few years old, but they were hungry to make a name for themselves. Ernesto groaned. He needed to get this baby situation under control fast so that David would concentrate on business.
    “Why don’t you just marry Harriet?” Ernesto suggested, knowing what David’s reaction would be. “That way you’d have your son. It’s not like you have to be faithful.”
    “My ass would be el pinche Pope before it was married, especially to a puta like Harriet. And if that pinche Paige found out about my boy…” he trailed off.
    It was never proven, but they suspected Paige ordered the drive-by that killed David’s son. “You’re right,” Ernesto said, voice laced with concern. He chewed on his inner jaw as he ran his hand over his short, dark, wavy hair. “I’m about to be the CEO of a company. We’ve always kept my image squeaky clean. Even the drug world doesn’t know I’m your clean-up man. Corporate moguls have wives and children.”
    “No!” David choked on his coffee. “Don’t even start.”
    “I don’t like this either. I’m a free man. I have no ties, and I don’t want any, but hear me out. I need a wife that looks pretty on the arm, is the perfect hostess and, most importantly, will stay out of my business. From everything you’ve told me about Harriet, all I have to do is toss a little money at her and tell her I love her every once in a while. She’s already pregnant.”
    David ran his hands through his short, curly hair. “So you’d raise mi hijo .”
    “This is the perfect way for you to have your son and keep him hidden from the cartels.” The more David was pressured, the more he would resist, so Ernesto continued eating, allowing his words to sink in.
    A second helping of scrambled eggs and bacon later, David grudgingly admitted, “This could work. Yeah, let’s do this shit. ”
    “I just need time to figure out what to do with George.”
    “He gonna kick her greedy ass out for this shit. I’ll go over and apologize. I’ll tell