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A few weeks had passed since the dance, they never found out who was shooting everyone with poisoned darts. They did bring me in for questioning thinking I'd give them answers, forgetting I grew up in a cartel and we don't snitch. They tried to come down harder on me but, I reminded Lin who my father was and I was let go. Billy and Petra never talked about what happened later that night when I told him where she was, I sorta figured they fucked or kissed or something but Petra says they just danced.
There was a new rumor that me and saya had beef, which I guess since we both slightly threatened each other, we did. I didn't like her and she didn't like me. This brought a lot of tension between my gang and hers, but no one was going to pull anything until the others did. Maria still gave me and my brother dirty looks but I couldn't have cared less. My brother and Rosa were happy. Rosa and the baby's were doing good and me and Marcus were thriving as one of the main topics in peoples conversations.
"Tienes una llamada"(you have a call) Juan said as he passed my door and I sat on my bed doing homework. "Thank you!" I yelled after him and made my way down the hall to the phone. When I got there, my brother was on it so I figured it was my dad "ella no puede hacer eso"(she can't do that) he said, I couldn't tell if he was annoyed or feeling bad "pá por favor"(dad please) he sighed and handed me the phone "lo siento hermanita"(sorry little sister) I took the phone confused and he walked away.
"Hola?" I waited for a second then I heard my fathers voice "I have a job for you" I was even more confused now, usually when I got jobs for myself Chico was happy for me "ok...when and what" my dad cleared his throat on the other end of the phone "next weekend in Vegas" I hummed in response, waiting for the rest of the job "I need you to shut up Jimena" my heart sank a bit "J-Jimena? Por qué? Ella es una de nosotras"(Why? She's one of us) he tsked into the phone "she's a rat, a backstabbing snitch, she got half a doze of my guys locked up" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "And what do you mean by shut her up?" I asked, hoping it didn't mean what I was thinking "kill her Ona, I want her dead"
Jimena and I were best friends, before I moved to the states for kings. We grew up in the same area and her parents worked for my dad. We were super close and she still sometimes wrote to me or called when she wasn't busy. We always talked about her coming to the states with me but now I was supposed to kill her. Someone I saw as family, I needed to kill her. "...I can't, papí.." he didn't say anything but I knew he was disappointed "you need to" he barked, his voice deeper and more stern, one he only used on the cartel members "she's like my sister, I can't, you have to find someone else" he scoffed "you're sister? She's getting the people you care about put in jail, and killed, she doesn't care about you Ona" I felt hot tears pinch at my eyes.
"You're doing it, whether you like it or not" the hot tears fell slowly as I listened with a stone face "Chico is going with you, he has a job of his own, you're staying in Caesar's palace, Chico knows the rest...don't let me down" I wiped my face and cleared my throat "of course" he took another deep breath "...love you míja" I sniffled a bit "te amo, pá"(love you dad) and with that he hung up. I slammed the phone back onto the stand, a few people stared. I took a few deep breath's before turning around and going back to my dorm. Before I reached my room, I was stopped by Marcus. He had a smile as he opened his arms for me to hug him. I gave him a quick hug, I didn't mean to be rude but I wanted to be alone for a bit.
