Ch. 35 Two Worlds

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EMMANUEL'S POV.

"Boss" Ramon's voice calls to me shaking me out of my dee trance staring out the airplane window.

"Pilot said we'll be landing in 15 minutes, should I call the meeting for tonight now?" He asks.

I sigh, "Sí, 9:30, it'll be a quick one anyways".

I look at my phone and see no response from Karina from a text I sent earlier.

I check the security cameras surrounding the house and she's swimming in the pool.

God what I would do to fuck her in her red bikini right now.

But she wants nothing to do with me.

I know she's pissed and hurt but I'm not going anywhere.

I don't care if she runs to the end of the earth and I have to drag her back home.

What I said to her the night of Carlitos wedding was fucked up, I was drunk and angry, and probably did too many lines of coke.

I realized even more how fucked up it was the next day during my hangover headache.

I didn't mean to say none of that shit, or try to physically hurt her.

But it drove me fucking insane just knowing she was going to try and file for a divorce. My anger just built up too much, especially knowing she was trying to leave.

But she didn't, she chose to stay and let it go, and I decided to drag out the fight.

Me leaving to Los Angeles wasn't the best timing because it makes me feel like I have no control of her right now with being gone.

It will feel endless but I have to handle business in this bullshit country for now.

Everyone can sense I'm on edge so the whole plane ride has been pretty quiet.

We land to a private station and get in the Escalade that's waiting for us.

The station is very low key and is ran by our people here that maintain our safe house, it's in the high desert so we take the hour and a half drive to Los Angeles.

Diego sits in the front while Ramon, Jose, Andres and I sit in the back.

"What time does it say we'll get there?" I ask Diego.

"7:35 jefe" he tells me.

I sigh and nod.

"I'm fucking starving" Jose whines.

"Shit, me too" Ramon agrees as his cellphone suddenly rings.

He has a small conversation with someone but I don't pay much attention as my thoughts continue to run around, until he hangs up the phone.

"Boss, I just got a call from Sergio Escobar" Ramon tells me.

I scrunch my eyebrows, "Sergio? Karina's brother?".

"Sí, he said he wants to meet you with you" he says in Spanish.

I groan, "I don't have time for him".

Ramon laughs, "well he said he's going to be at the hotel at 8".

I completely shift my thought process.

"At 8? What the hell is he doing in California?" I wonder.

"I don't know jefe, no one has said anything, and he didn't sound like it was anything urgent" he tells me.

I purse my lips.

I go on my phone to call Karina, just to make sure she's good at least.

She hasn't been responding to me much but I always call or text anyways.

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