Chapter 9

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Brody’s Pov

As I walk away from the fire of Muerte’s last hiding location I couldn’t help but think about Fernando.

I told his brother to go to the hotel I had written down on the paper, I had fixed everything while I was on my way to get Miguel out.

Jared was supposed to book a room under his name and he had actually offered to pay for it and leave an open tab for them.

My plan was to take out every single lowlife that works for Muerte and then the man himself, after I was going back to my parents and say my goodbyes. I’m going to explain to them about Miguel and Fernando and their troubles and ask them to take them in, and I was going back to my job.

Jared was going to act as an INS agent for them and settle them in my parents’ house. After a while I would die in an airplane or car crash and then they’ll deliver the news and my ashes as I was going to be cremated.

So I wasn’t going to see Fernando at all after I kill Muerte.

That thought hurt but I wasn’t going to back down on my decision.

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I hack into Muerte’s phone and found out he had book an airplane ticket out of the country but tonight he was staying at the most expensive hotel in here.

As I got out of the elevator, I spotted two goons guarding the suite I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at that.

He’s making it way too easy for me, as if those two would be able to stop me from getting to him.

I went stumbling like a drunk holding my knife inside my jacket.

As I near them I clumsily bump into one and when he held out his arms to hold me I stab him and in a fast move turn to the other idiot who was in shock and slice his neck.

I wiped my knife on their clothes smirking at the vacant look they had in their eyes, I reach both of their foot and drag them to the elevator and push stop after I dump them in there so it wouldn’t move, at least it’ll give me time to sneak in there and finish the bastard off.

I went in with the guard’s key and I heard the shower running, I went to his bed and reach under his pillow to grab his gun.

Typical idiot hiding his gun in the most obvious place, sometimes I wonder why they even try to act smart if they going to fail at it just like his daddy.

I went to sit on the chair so his back was to me once he got out of the bathroom, I heard the water shut off and I check my gun than my knife as I sat there calm.

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