“I’ve had enough of his mouth.”
“Gas is ready,” Stewart said. “Just get the glass up.”
Billy slapped at the dash again.
“Damn thing’s broken.”
“Just push the button.”
“I am. It won’t go up.”
Stewart fussed around under his seat.
Billy said, “Did you bring the masks?”
“Crap. They’re in the back.”
“In the back? What good will they do us there?”
“I didn’t think we’d need to use them.”
Billy took off his sunglasses. His eyes were set deep in his head, and they were bloodshot and irritated.
“Didn’t think, huh? Lemme ask you this: What good is an emergency back-up plan if you can’t implement it?”
“We were in a hurry. You saw how excited Mr. Chris was.”
“Jesus, you’re a real piece of work.”
They drove in silence for a few minutes. Finally, Billy said, “Well?”
“Well what?”
“Are yo
