Jimmy's hand continued to shake. Hector's body mirrored it.
Jimmy bared his teeth, straightened his arm…
A nano-second before Jimmy decided to kill everyone a phone rang. He blinked in surprise, almost pulling the trigger. Hector jumped as if he had. The ring tone, a dramatic yet uplifting Avril Lavigne pop song, was ridiculous to hear under the circumstances. It continued to jam, Ms. Lavigne demanding to know why you always gotta make things so complicated, exorcising some of the smothering negative energy that possessed Jimmy, Hector, the kids. A positive hypnosis.
Hector hurriedly took advantage of his partner's confusion. Gently he said, “I think that's good news calling. We should answer it, and get our money.”
Jimmy lowered the g*n. “How do you know it's about the money?” He coug
