Natalia Peréz, the daughter in a family drowning in lies, and lost love. She craves justice and truth, despite everything around her. Natalia finally decides to put an end to everything.
I walk in the room. Garcia, Aya and I are in jumpsuits. The boys are in all black military grade attire. Right now were preparing. We're taking two vehicles. Our team, in one. Backup in the other. Never think that nothing can go wrong, because if you fuck up or if something just doesn't go to plan, you always need a plan b. No matter what.
So Kelvin and Gonzalez are my techies. They're going to hack in and shut off the lights. They're the kind that aren't wired in the house. So, they can hack in. I like doing my jobs in the dark, gives you the element of surprise. We've got night goggles. Not those ugly shit things you see in the military, these are some I designed. Its a button that sticks to your temple. Tap it and a forcefield like thing covers your eyes, its the real shit if you ask me.
Gonzalez and Kelvin will stay in the car, they're our eyes. They have that sonar thing in the van, they can see what's coming our way.
It's an hour to Armando's mansion. We leave in two hours. I've got to prepare mentally. When I hold a gun, to the man that raised me, will I pull that trigger? I have too. No one should live without a good father in the household. Armando could have been a better father by far, but he wasn't the worst. The fact is he is going to die. I've asked Garcia, I told her if I cannot shoot him, she will. She said she'll do it for Isla, my mother.
I will put a bullet in Armando Perez's head. The last thing he will see is me.
I head up to my room. And pull my favorite guns and knives out. I stash them all over my body. The reason I like them is because they're so fucking easy to hide in plain sight. I walk out and sit on my balcony. The sun is setting, I see a bright hue of orange, it's gorgeous. I hear a knock and my door, I yell, "It's Open!"
By the knock, I'm guessing it's Isabella.
Isabella Garcia
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She says, "Hey."
Yep, I guessed right.
She grabs are beer from the mini fridge. I tell her to bring me one. She comes out on the balcony and sits in the chair beside me.
"So, are we doing this?" She asks.
"I guess, Isabella" I say.
"You know, Isla and Alejandro would be so proud of you." She says.
I ask, "Did you know my father?"
She smiles and looks down sadly. She drinks a little.
She says, "As you know, Isla and I were the best of friends. Armando, Alejandro, and Diego were you know pretty much the cool clique of the school. Then we became part of that clique. You look like Isla and sound exactly like Alejandro."
"Yeah, so I've been told." I reply.
I turn my head to face her, and say, "Isabella, we're doing this for Isla, right? I need to kill Armando Perez. If I cannot kill the man that I thought was my father for 18 years can you? You said you and my mother had bonded with his group."
She looks down again, takes another sip.
She says, "Natalia, this is for Isla. I will not let anything get in the way of that."
"Good" I say.
"Good" she says.
I look at my watch, almost time to go.
She sees the time, we both stand up and head downstairs.
Aya and the boys are sitting at the table. Aya is sharpening her knife.
I say loudly, "No onw touches my brothers but me, got that?"
"Yes ma'am." All of my associates say.
They all get up. We're all walking out the door, I can hear my heart beat. My backup gets in a black van behind us. We're the first van. Roman opens the door to the back of the van, we all climb in. Kelvin and Gonzalez are up front, I hope they will not kill us. Damn, Nat have faith in your team. This is the most nervous I've been on a mission, I hope no one else knows it. For a team to work properly, there has to be strong leaders. I do my breathing exercises. I listen to my heart beat, and close my eyes. I, am still alive. Armando, will not be.
Aya, Isabella, and Tomas are sitting on the opposite bench. They cocking their guns and mentally preparing their selves as well. Roman is beside me. After a few minutes I feel a rough black glove on my hand. I slide mine more under his.
I look at my watch, 30 minutes till we arrive.
"So, we need to go over this one more time." I say.
Gonzalez turns to face us and says, "At the exact time we get there, all electricity will be shut off. This means no communication. Radio frequencies will not work for them, no radios. They have no communication what so ever. We've noticed in these last few weeks of surveillance that your father has doubled up on security, this is why we did this. We are going to get the sonar up and running and tell you where all the shit is. But they still have weapons.
I say, "Our primary targets are Armando, Matteo, Sarah and my brothers. Tomas get my brothers. Roman. Matteo and Sarah. Aya help them. Isabella and I have Armando. Without a leader, the mafia will tear itself apart."
They all nod in sync.
Holy shit I'm so fucking scared.
Act brave and you will be I guess.
I will do this, not just for my mother, or me, for the sake of fucking justice.
