Max was turning on me.
He wasn't interested in my jokes.
'I'm gonna kill the cock sucker.'
I overheard him say it on his phone.
He was looking at me when he said it.
Maybe I knew too much.
Maybe the USA was sick of me.
Maybe they didn't need me.
I had to remedy this one fast.
I pulled out a screwdriver from my pocket.
And I walked up to Max.
He always considered me piss weak.
As I was about to plunge that screwdriver deep into his neck Max pulled out his Glock.
'Not now,' he said, as he aimed at these two dodgy Central American tourists.
Bang bang.
One fell off the Shiva Temple.
The other did a Hollywood roll to his death.
'Now should the third bullet go into you? asked Max.
This is where the credits start rolling and you click on the next episode.
Then he patted me on the back.
'You had every reason to suspect I was going rogue on Big Tit. Inc.'
Then we started digging for the loot.
I hired a few lackeys at the entrance who tried to sell me their guide service.
'You'd be more valuable digging a hole,' I said.
We laughed about the incident over a beer in the evening.
Who would ever have thought that the Guatemalan intelligence was following us?
The gold was stashed in my room.
There was about a tonne of it.
No one suspected anything.
'You are one smooth operator,' said Max, who now wanted to fulfill his promise.
'I know just the whorehouse,' he added.
We were back in business again.
'The whoring can wait, though,' said Max who told me to hump the loot the SUV parked downstairs.
Half an hour later we were in sleazeville and the US government was worth an extra trillion dollars.
Langley would be happy with my work.
'You hope.'
I was still feeling a bit jittery, 'and these whores better have big tits,' I said to Max, trying to assert my old bravado back.
'They do,' he said and slipped the screwdriver out of my pocket while handing me a Glock, 'far more effective than a swipe to the neck.'
Things were really good between us now, I was happy to report.
'Until next time you lunge at me with a screwdriver.'
Max had the best sense of humor a partner could ask for.
He wasn't interested in my jokes.
'I'm gonna kill the cock sucker.'
I overheard him say it on his phone.
He was looking at me when he said it.
Maybe I knew too much.
Maybe the USA was sick of me.
Maybe they didn't need me.
I had to remedy this one fast.
I pulled out a screwdriver from my pocket.
And I walked up to Max.
He always considered me piss weak.
As I was about to plunge that screwdriver deep into his neck Max pulled out his Glock.
'Not now,' he said, as he aimed at these two dodgy Central American tourists.
Bang bang.
One fell off the Shiva Temple.
The other did a Hollywood roll to his death.
'Now should the third bullet go into you? asked Max.
This is where the credits start rolling and you click on the next episode.
Then he patted me on the back.
'You had every reason to suspect I was going rogue on Big Tit. Inc.'
Then we started digging for the loot.
I hired a few lackeys at the entrance who tried to sell me their guide service.
'You'd be more valuable digging a hole,' I said.
We laughed about the incident over a beer in the evening.
Who would ever have thought that the Guatemalan intelligence was following us?
The gold was stashed in my room.
There was about a tonne of it.
No one suspected anything.
'You are one smooth operator,' said Max, who now wanted to fulfill his promise.
'I know just the whorehouse,' he added.
We were back in business again.
'The whoring can wait, though,' said Max who told me to hump the loot the SUV parked downstairs.
Half an hour later we were in sleazeville and the US government was worth an extra trillion dollars.
Langley would be happy with my work.
'You hope.'
I was still feeling a bit jittery, 'and these whores better have big tits,' I said to Max, trying to assert my old bravado back.
'They do,' he said and slipped the screwdriver out of my pocket while handing me a Glock, 'far more effective than a swipe to the neck.'
Things were really good between us now, I was happy to report.
'Until next time you lunge at me with a screwdriver.'
Max had the best sense of humor a partner could ask for.
