“Get on her ass but not too close.” Emilio pulled the Glock from under his jacket and held it down out of sight. “When I say so, you cut her off and force her to the side of the road—just the way we planned. You got it?”
Southbound traffic was sparse as Chico wheeled out onto the highway. Now it was a matter of finding the right time, just the right place along this stretch of ribbon-straight road to make their move. Chico accelerated and fell in about three car lengths behind the SUV. “We gotta be careful, dude. We wreck her car and some local cowboy might call the cops.”
Emilio shot him an angry glance. They’d been all over this for most of the day. What they planned out here on an open stretch of Texas highway was risky at best, but he needed to get this damn job done. The scheme was
