Tres shook his head. "Nah. Not over that big white boy. He disrespected us and got his ass handed to him. Period."
Scotty looked at each man. "And you guys don't have a problem with me?"
"You're one of us, Little Brother."
And now Scotty saw that the look was more than just friendly. It was expectant and possessive, almost like a hungry expression.
Scotty shook his head. "You want something so lets just be straight."
Another man leaned back in his seat with a laugh. "I knew you were smart. You know the score because you're Tino's brother. I've never met a harder man in my life. That mutha fucker would kill you if he had any doubts about you."
The man offered Scotty a cigarette and Scotty declined. Fool him once …
"Take the cigarette." The man insisted. "It's free."
Scotty shook hi
