Chapter 15

"We're out of amour, no knives, nothing" Valeria stated as they parked outside of a small farm shed, about 6 miles away from the city border. Oregon was a quieter place, the air was hotter in the mid July summer and the tension in their muscles coupled with the cramped style they sat in the small car and the heat was enough to drive anyone insane. "We left the suitcase in the apartment, I totally forgot about guns and bullets in all that nonsense" Pete said and palmed his face angrily. "Is this our last gig?" Valeria asked as he dabbed a wet towel on Moses' cheek gently, hoping and praying it would help him, trying her damnest to break his fever. "I'll pretend I didn't just hear you say that" Pete replied in a slow tone. "Then I'll say it again, Pete, is this our last gig?" She repeated. "I decide when our last gig is" "I decide what I am Pete, I decide who I am and what I am capable of doing, I am a con artist, a thief maybe, a cheat and an impersonator but what I am not and hav