"Hector!" One of the guards called out his name as he stepped into the warehouse.
"Ramirez, how are you?" Hector asked as he shook hands with him.
"Man, I'm good. This is the best day of my life." He said with a big smile. "The guys are also ready." He pointed to the background where the last bulletproof vests and magazines were picked up.
"Are you ready too?" Hector asked, smiling at him.
"Shit, I was ready the time I was born." Ramirez said as he picked up his custom-made ARs.
Yeah, Ramirez was not just an older man or just a foot soldier in the family, nah, he was one of those who was specially trained to kill. His whole gear was from the military, from a unit that he never told where he exactly was working at or where he was deployed at. No, when he met Hector, Ramirez was saying he is the best one and he will never see another guy like him.
