I never knew him to not be armed. Heavily armed. His “the Life” guns were the Big Girl guns that were always on sale if you wanted to go that high which was kind of ridiculus because now you were in the territory where this shit was kept that could take down entire buildings if you did it right. I don’t think Girl Friend ever sold any of them. Maybe.

No one knew his real name. No one wanted to know his real name. Everyone just called him Girl Friend. The less you knew, the better.

Better for you. Better for him. These were illegal weapons. You don’t need to know who he is.

My problem with it is that it’s always the same motel.

The only way I can do it is go Leather Biker mode which meant we never turned the bikes off, we wore the black visor helmets, we removed all the plates from the dirt bikes. We were in and out in under a minute. Everything we bought, we could ride with.

His real name was Francisco.