She has a daughter?

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I put on my grey air jordans before grabbing my keys and heading to my car

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I put on my grey air jordans before grabbing my keys and heading to my car. I plug in my phone to the cord and turn on lemonade by internet money.

I arrive outside my dads building and walk inside not even bothering to sign in, i get in the elevator and click the 15 floor, the elevator smells of  a comforting aroma while chicago freestyle by drake plays softly in the back ground DING the elevator door opens and i step out and walk down the hall to the big black door. 

                                                                                                                                 (sit down)

I open the door to see my dad and 10 other men sitting down "sentarse"  My dad said firmly, i nod my head not saying anything and sitting down in a chair.  " Senor Garcia, Caul es tu propuesta?" 

"bueno,necesito guardias porque mis casas seguras han  venezuela y portugal sido atacadas dos veces esta semana y mis guardias obviamente estan  haciendo un trabajo de mierda para  mantenerlos a salvo" Mr Garcia says

(well, i need guards because  my safe houses in venezuela and portugal have been attacked twice this week and my guards are obviously doing a shit job at keeping them safe)

"Veo, y que obtengo a cambino?" my dad states

"Viente por ciento de armas y suministros, por supuesto"

"Que te parece hijo?" my dad asks me

"suena como un trato" i say with a shrug

"bien , entonces esta listo" Mr Garcia says as he gets up and leaves, with his 5 men.

" I talked to Valentina and she said her daughter is going to be spending a week here in New York and she asked me if you could help keep a eye on her to make sure she's alright" My dad says as his men start leaving the room

" Valentina has a daughter?"  Valentina is a family friend and is good friends with my dad and mom, back in highschool (yes my dad went to highschool even though he was in the mafia, he had a fake name and he never actually did any missions or killing, just training)

" Yes, her name is Elora, shes actually your age, and you will keep a eye on her"

I roll my eyes before mumbling a ok,  i get up and leave the room going into the elevator and pulling out my phone, I text Alaia asking her whats shes doing, before puting my phone back in my pocket and going to my car.

 matteo: wyd?



                                                                                                               Nothing, bored: alaia

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