Gypsy pulled out his cell-phone and walked into a patch of shade. He dialed the number and waited for Orlin to pick up.
"Bueno?"
"Hi Orlin, Gypsy here. I was going to just let this happen, but my girlfriend, she's a straight and Ernando sucks enough at following me around that she's going to pick up on him and start asking me to call the police. I'm sure he's on his own, right? Because if you still need to keep this close of an eye on me then maybe we should just call it quits and move on."
Orlin, the head of a local Cartel, small by comparison with the great ones in Mexico, but growing in strength and power every year, was quiet for a long time, and then said, "He is there? Ernando? You are sure."
"Can't miss that 67' Chevy truck shell, with the racing chaise, and track tires. The paint job alone is a dead giveaway. Silver with flames."
"He's in his own truck doing this?"
"Yes Orlin, he's in his own truck and she's going to spot him. We agreed that time off was a good thing with the calendar with have coming up, right?"
"Si, yes, in fact I'm with my family now. I will take care of this. I don't know why he does such things. But I will take care of it right now."
"Hated to call you about it," Gypsy told him.
"No, no, it was the right thing to do. Have a good weekend and I will see you, Thursday, yes?"
"Yes, Thursday morning, ready for work."
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Gypsy's Sin [Wind Riders MC]
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