El Gancho

While we waited for our pizza, my brother and I sat on the steps of our apartment building. I must have been around twelve. A woman I didn’t recognize walked by with two men from the complex, all three of them swaying, clearly drunk. Not long after, three other men came running in, machetes in hand. Almost at the same moment, the woman bolted away, and we heard screaming.

We ran inside and watched from the window. Through a tear in the screen, we saw men rush back out, blood covering them from head to toe. What followed is mostly a blur, but I do remember one strange detail clearly: Domino’s still showed up.

¿Why 'El Gancho'? Mom called the woman a gancho. She hooked them and had them bring her home so the other 3 men and follow them home.