Emiliano

Silas opened the door to el Patrόn’s home, allowing me entry. “Buenos días,” I greeted. Silas was the final guard at the last point of entry. Since Aléjandro ascended to the top position in the cartel, his home was even more guarded than before.

“Señor Ruiz, el jefe esta en su oficina.”

With a nod, I headed toward Aléjandro’s office. As I approached, I heard voices. It didn’t take me long to realize Mia, Aléjandro’s wife, was also ...