Chapter 30Rob
“Barricade,” the driver said and pushed the brake, bringing the van to a halt.
“I'll try to buy our way in,” Marcos said, twisting his body to see Renton. “If I go down, kill them all and hit the gas.”
Both Renton and the driver nodded.
“You two, stay down,” he said to Rob and Joe.
“You two, stay or follow me. I leave it to you,” he said to his men.
Both nodded.
“I'm coming.”
“Me too.”
“It's Russian roulette. If they're high, we're dead,” Marcos clarified to his men, so they understood the situation.
Both nodded again. One crossed himself, and the other touched the tattoo in the middle of his chest and kissed his bent index finger.
“Let's do this,” Marcos said and took a bag from the van's floor.
“I'd like to go,” Rob said.
“What for?”
“It makes sense that a whi
