Hector Mendoza walked into the little church with a gun tucked into his pants. It was part of the uniform for a guy like Hector who was, to put it nicely, no choir boy.
He was more into gangbangers than Bible thumpers. At 26, he was going through life armed not with the word of God but with an AK-47, two shotguns and a pistol, none of which were registered to him. His drugs of choice: crystal meth and cocaine. [...more...]
He was more into gangbangers than Bible thumpers. At 26, he was going through life armed not with the word of God but with an AK-47, two shotguns and a pistol, none of which were registered to him. His drugs of choice: crystal meth and cocaine. [...more...]
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