Lorenzo POV
We drove to the first gang in a Chevrolet Impala.
They called themselves "Las Serpientes"and mostly wore green. Whether it was a top, or a hat, or even shoes- one part of their outfit was always green.
[translation: the serpents]
"Oye Nicky Sanchez; al fin has crecido algunas cojones para venir a hablar conmigo?" The leader said as we stepped out the car. Nicky introduced him as Rafael Santiago before we arrived.
[Oye, Nicky Sanchez: Have you finally grown some balls to come talk to me?]
"Respeta al hombre que te ayudó a crear en qué te has convertido. Deberías saberlo mejor." I snapped back.
[respect the man that helped create what you've become. You should know better]
"Who's he?"
"Soy Lorenzo Martinez, el segundo de mando del mafia Italiana. I heard there's been some violence since I left a few years back so I'm here to solve it."
[translation: I'm Lorenzo Martinez, the second in command of the Italian Mafia.]
"Quién es este hombre?" He asked, directing his question at Nicky who stood beside me, not saying a word. "Look, I don't care if you're from Italian mafia but what can you do here that would benefit us, huh ese?"
[translation: who is this man?]
"Yo era el líder de la mafia de Martinez. I can do much more than you think."
[translation: I was the leader of the Martinez Mafia.]
"Look, ese-"
"I'm not your ese, alright? Now you wanna explain to me why three of Nicky's associates ended up dead with a snake spray painted next to their body?" I calmly answered.
"They crossed my gang too many times to count. Nicky wouldn't help, so we took matters into our own hands." He shrugged.
"There are better ways to solve your problems, and leaving a distinct mark? Amateurs. Who's the other gang you've been fighting?"
"No se. They don't have a name, a mark- nothing. The only thing we have is a note with the words 'Watch Out' on it."
[translation: I don't know]
"Do you have the note still?"
He nodded and handed me a plastic bag with the note inside.
"Nicky told me to keep it like this; said it might be useful."
I took it from him and thanked him. One of my men took it off my hands and placed it in his pocket.
"You know, for someone who doesn't seem like he belongs here, you really know your way around these situations." Rafael said.
"I ran this operation way before you did; I may not be in business here, but I know my way around."
He looked at me for a while then stuck out his hand in understanding. I took it and we shook hands, the simple way of saying we trusted each other.
"Here," I said, handing him a small card, "call this number if you need anything from me. Don't use it for petty decisions though; as a leader, you have to make decisions yourself whilst thinking about the benefits of your gang."
He nodded in understanding and pulled Nicky into an awkward hug as an apology.
"Boss, we called another car to take this note to the lab- would you like to come?"
"No, Nicky and I will continue looking in the Impala; you three, take the note to the lab then meet us at the hotel once you've got all the results."
They nodded simultaneously and left Nicky and I alone.
Nicky walked over to the car, whereas I stood where I was as I waited for him to realise.
He patted his pockets in search of the keys and I walked over to the driver door side, letting the keys swing in a circle around my finger.
"You-" He said, slightly frustrated yet amused somehow.
I unlocked the doors and let him get in as I readied myself in the driver seat to be in control of such a beautiful car.
I floored the pedal and we sped away into the busy streets of Mexico City to find this new gang.
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After a few hours of searching, Nicky and I decided to take a break by going to a small bar that we had found.
I recognised the owner and he immediately welcomed me with a free drink to start us off.
Nicky and I sat for a while, drinking and talking. I didn't drink though, I was trying to stop unless I could control my levels of drinking.
As we walked out of the bar, Nicky was leaning on me for some support. We were about to get in the car when we heard a shout coming from an alleyway near us.
On instinct I ran towards the noise, only to see the situation of three gang members about to harass a woman.
No you fucking don't.
I grabbed the first guy by the back of his shirt and crushed him to the floor effortlessly.
The second guy noticed me and tried to swing a punch, but I dodged it and grabbed his fist, twisting it and shoving his arm upwards.
He screamed in pain and cradled his arm stupidly, allowing me to kick him in the stomach as he fell on the ground.
I looked up for the third guy but found his already injured on the floor.
The woman had disappeared.
I looked at his body again, and realised how she had done it. She snapped his neck cleanly and stabbed him 'down there'.
I don't know who that was, but whoever they are didn't need my help at all.
"Qué ha pasando aquí?" Nicky said, panting slightly.
"Some assholes trying to harass a woman," I replied, gesturing to the bodies on the floor, "come, we need to get out of here and sober you up."
"You didn't drink with me today- why?" He asked, his words slurring.
"I tried to stop drinking, but I'm not fully stopping. I'm learning to drink responsibly."
"You're a funny guy, Lorenzo." Nicky replied, laughing at me slightly.
Asshole, I thought.
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ActionBook 2 Siempre. Always. That's how I thought it would be. That's how I thought we would be. But we weren't, because she was gone even before our story began. L.M
