Gordopistol by Phil Cummings


“So tell me, you little cocksucker, why are my friends getting fucking busted?”
I was staring into that tiny round black hole. It felt like my heart had stopped beating. I had no doubt that this ugly, scary dude would pull the trigger if he thought that I was a snitch. They say you can see your whole life flash in front of your face in situations like this and they’re right.