Hail Mary

    Bill cannot believe he's actually going through with it. He has been just scraping by for a long time, but never thought he would go this far for money. Then again, he had never been this desperate for it before right now.
    What else could he do? Juana, his wife, seems to be getting better ever so slowly. Her chemo is working, but she isn't, and the bills try to eat his soul when he comes home every day. She keeps telling Bill she is ready to go back to work, but that is unacceptable. The doctors said that stress could hurt her, so her students will have to wait until the cancer is in remission.
    Has hasn't told her how bad things have gotten with money; she can't know. She doesn't know that they are probably less than a month away from getting kicked out of the house. She doesn't know that his hours have been cut and the extra shifts he has been picking up are at a fast food restaurant. Knowing any of that could... well, he doesn't want to think about that.
    He didn't believe Marco and Dwyane were serious when they told him about this opportunity to make money. They're guys he has known for a while, but he thought both of them were story-tellers. He believed about half of what they'd tell him, if that. The stories about them knocking off bodegas seemed real enough, but he wasn't sure about the fights with gangs. When they told him that they could make him enough to relieve at least a good chunk of his debt, he had to listen.
    Bill thought $50,000 didn't seem possible from anything short of a bank robbery, and here he is. It's too late for second-guessing or doubt, everything is ready to go. He tries to remember his role as Dwyane opens the door and runs inside, instinct will have to take over from here.