Hector's head came up and he nearly vomited again, a new wave of dizziness swamping him. He stood as quickly as he could, blacking out, white spots in his vision, made it around the chairs to stand in front of the kids. “I'll do it. I'll meet them and make sure they have the money.” He held his hands up, face bloodless from the nausea, looking down the barrel of a g*n for the second time today.
His stomach heaved. He choked it down.
“Damn right you will. Then you get the cash and get the hell out of my way. That cunt has to pay for what she did to us. All of them have to pay!”
Pay what? Hector thought. What have they done?
Dismayed, shamed but angered by his cowardice, he found the strength to get his legs working again, taking one last look at the children before following Jimmy out i
