Chapter 43Puerto Peñasco, Mexico, 2006Just as Cary's eyes were fluttering shut for what felt like the last time ever, Drill suddenly let go of his throat.
Cary dropped to the sand like a stone.
As he lay there, gasping for breath, he looked straight up at the starry night sky. He was amazed he was still alive to see it, though he wasn't sure why he was still alive.
Then, he rolled over on his side and looked at the spot where he'd been choking to death. It was then that he understood what had saved him.
Who had saved him.
If Cary could have spoken at that moment, he would have called out his name in a cheer.
El Yucatango!
Drill had finally met his match. El Yucatango had him trapped in a headlock and was pounding his face with punches. When Drill managed to sock him in the kidne
