A Cartel Affair (First Original Draft)

Chapter 26

Hey My Lovelies..

Have you enjoyed the torture of not knowing what happens next?  (Laughs Evilly) ....

I have...

I have laughed so hard at all your wonderful (and should I say priceless) comments ....

Having the feels of ACA compared to A Walk To Remember and Allegiant (yes I am Divergent in every sense of the word) are priceless ...

And the awesome comments stating that ACA could be a movie so made my day...

Anywho...

I so could have ended ACA with the last chapter...

(throws hands in the air, sighs out loud, and turns a slow circle while looking you all in the eyes with a wicked smirk plastered on my ever lovely face)...

But come on...

Who really likes a romance story when it ends on such a tragic note..

 Okay, Okay ...

So maybe a few of my sick and twisted Lovelies ...

LoL... ( puts my hands in the air) ...

I surrender...

Don't shoot me...

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* Photo to the side - Mark Salling as Emilio

Without farther ado

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Here is...

Lea's P.O.V.

I ran a hand through my hair and sat up in the hospital bed, carefully touching the bandage on my head and careful not to make any sudden movements with my leg. The doctor said it was healing well, but he was worried about the stitching in the artery reopening from sudden and unnecessary movements.

It had been three weeks since Victoria took me from Carter's, three weeks since that day in the cemetery, but it still seemed like yesterday. I shook my head to clear my mind and tried to focus on the man near my right foot as I reached a hand to my neck, realizing once again the pendant Carter had given me had been stored in the hospital's safe until my release.

"Just a few more questions, Ms. Miller." 

I sighed and glared at the two federal agents standing at the foot of my bed as if I were some high profile criminal. 

"How many times do I have to tell you ass hats that my name is now Mason, Lea Mason. And besides," I pointed between the two men, "that is what you both have said the last two days. I scrunched my face and mocked the younger agent, "Just a few more questions, Ms. Miller."

I pulled the thin hospital sheet up and over my chest, crossed my arms, and tilted my head to the side. I was pissed to say the least. I had only been awake for three days, and each of those days I had awoken to find these two monkey suits sitting around, waiting to bombard me with questions I did not want to answer.