TW
Mention of drugs, murder and torture
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The smell of gun powder floated across the trademark warehouse. Antonio was 4 blocks away resting on his all black motorcycle waiting for his cue, Sancolerio parked outside an abandoned mall. This operation was to be as simple as possible in and out nothing more nothing less so to make it nothing more and nothing less, very little men were required only 5, Antonio, Sanco,Miguel who was going to act like a buyer, Ivan to act like his bodyguard and lastly Cedrick as his assistant.
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Miguel was dressed in a dark blue suit paired with fake honorary badges as he pranced into the building that looked empty until he took an elevator down to a dimly lit room, the camera disguised in his badges was sent directly to Sanco and Antonio.
Finally he reached a room seated on a table, legs up was Henry Ragasovi and besides him was a man Antonio instantly recognized, it was the same man that beat Monroe up.
"Who the hell are you?" He spat, his Hungarian accent strong only if you knew countries.
"Javier Welton" Miguel faked a British accent tremendously well
"Javier....oh my apologies Javier I was not expecting you until June" Henry chimed
"This weather is far too impeccable to not enjoy with a high" Miguel winked at him.
It was insanely clear to Antonio that Henry was a puppet who was placed to operate the trademark, it was obvious because of how fragile he was when it came to the drug, he didn't treat it with caution he didn't ask for identification or anything it felt too easy and his gut was never wrong.
"Sanco, Miguel está a punto de ser despedido, saben que lo sabemos" he started his motorcycle that had a soundless engine making him more discreet.
(Miguel's about to get sacked, they know we know)
"Es suyo, un coche aparcado al lado, tengo una buena sensación de copias de seguridad en el camino"
(Theirs a car parked on the side, I have a feeling backups on the way)
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Antonio placed the silencer on his gun shooting down the four men he saw walking in until he felt one capture his neck in a tight head lock Antonio attempted to pull out his gun but the guy threw it the other side grabbing a dagger and driving it in his hand making Antonio grunt at the bleeding wound and his popped vein.
He countered the dagger stabbing the man in his ear as he let out a loud cry holding the side of his head. He finally broke free and ran towards the elevator putting on a ski mask and black bandana, they couldn't no the attack was his guys it would ruin everything they worked so hard for.
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"Mr Welton you're a funny man you know" Henry laughed
"Why's that Henry?" Miguel chimed
"Because you came here earlier today purchasing a yearly supply of Hoja but now you come here again for a monthly supply" Henry pointed his gun at Miguel and so did the other men in the room he was in.
"Listen here you shit, when and why I purchase Hoja is none of your ducking business"
"Oh but it is, you see I cannot just hand the drug to the wrong person for safety, funny enough how'd find out about this place huh?" his voice insanely calm
Miguel ran out of lies but had a calm expression, that was until he saw Cedrick on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood and Ivan with a bullet wound in his stomach.
Antonio's figure rushed in picking up the gun on the floor and jamming into the eye of the large man before shooting him in between his eyes before speaking to Miguel
"Todos aquí necesitan morir o de lo contrario lo sabrán" he spat before another man slid a dagger across his forearm leaving a deep red cut that made him grunt in pain.
(Everyone here needs to die or else they'll know)
Miguel nodded before grabbing Henry's arms getting ready to stab him when Antonio yelled
"Excepto él!"
(Except him)
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The two males walked out the area with Henry slung on the back of Miguel out conscious letting out soft breathes.
"Lo hiciste bien, Miguel, llega a casa a salvo, te enviaré tu pago más tarde" he pat his back grabbing Henry and throwing him in Sancolerios trunk."I'll be at the warehouse in a few I just need to disarm thecameras" he said before Sanco drove off.
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The air was thick it always was thick, Henry sat bound to the chair as Sanco and Antonio finished up their conversation in Spanish. Antonio hated torturing people unless they deserved it or hurt someone he cared about, however Sancolerio believed it was the only way to get dirt out of them and it wasn't just that either way he would kill the victim after the torture session. Antonio has always been a delicate soul that was until his mother died he lost the softness she loved about him and the softness his father hated him for, every time he killed someone he would think about what his mom was thinking down at him, and to make matters worse even the image of Collette came to his mind.
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"This is simple when you make it simple" Sanco picked up a dagger as Henry squirmed
"You bastard!" he spat blood that was in his mouth
"Where are they keeping the Hoja?"
"I don't know"
"Oh you have jokes, you have jokes, mijo a wrench please" he muttered feeling the cold metal touch his palm.
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Sancolerio Dias or previously known as Sancolerio Javier ll after his great uncle is a mysterious man who by the way faked his own death. He was a young boy in a family of 4 his eldest brother Fernando was about to take over the family Gang that his father Jorge (pronounced Hor-hey) took years and years to build up. Sanco was hated in his family, his father called him weak and his mother never stood up for him and his brother constantly tried to kill him over and over. Jorge gang was evil and only seeked money and power, Sanco loved to help people and even wanted to be a police officer, however as he grew he came to realize the justice system is fucked up and without money or power you can't have your way but this didn't make him greedy, he set off leaving his home country Puerto Rico to Colombia to start a Gang and yes he did kill those who deserved it since the police would arrest innocent people for no reason.
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He was in an old compound trying to find a child molester when he saw Antonio, the boy reminded him of himself when he was younger alone, weak and afraid taking him under his wing loving him and training him to be stronger, back then he was Antonio Gonzales but later changed to Dias.
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"I'm telling the truth I really don't know!" Henry screamed his shirt off and chest sliced due to the whip in his hand
"Sanco that's enough" Antonio walked over to Henry who had a busted lip, black eye and a scar on his forehead
"You don't know where the Hoja is being manufactured but do you have a clue where it can be?" his voice soft it always was soft some would think it makes it easy for people to take advantage of him however his voice was like Wonder woman's lasso it just made people tell the truth with how gentle it was hell it's Antonio's calm tone that got Sanco to admit to his alcohol addiction that he helped him overcome.
"W-were not allowed to know who's in charge because of secrecy but all I know is whenever they give us calls for them to come check on the trademark they always complain that the flight is long and the area is tropic other than that I swear I don't know I swear on my wife and son" he pleaded
Antonio had a great judge of character well when they expressed it more so he knew what it was like to grow up without parental figures in his life and could only imagine how sad Henry's son would be to find out his father died, he could never forgive himself if he became his parents killer. There were many people like Henry who do this job cause they need it desperately and for the money.
"D'you got a degree Henry?" he asked as the man blinked
"Y-yeah in computer software engineering my wife thinks I work at a big company but n-no one ever hired me and I really needed the money"
Easy money is never good money and people will do anything for it.
"You go to this address tomorrow if you can get your cuts clean, if you continue being a drug dealer and con artist I'll slit your throat and deliver to your wife's doorstep" his voice like ice enough to make one piss themselves.
"T-thank you so much thank you thank you God bless you" he whimpered
"Tell no one about this"
"Of course sir"
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"You're a good guy Tony even if you think you're not worth living" Sanco smiled before talking "you should be using that psychology degree instead of constructions you're not worth this lifestyle" Antonio chuckled, once upon a time he wanted to be a psychologist.
"I love you bastard" Sanco said
"Yeah yeah geezer" he replied
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A/N
Chapter dedicated to Sanco and Tony🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾
I hope some light was shed on the gang thing
This story largely captures how justice plays out compared to the rich and the poor and what extents before can go as far as to attain money.
Also if you feel I'm moving too fast lemme know otherwise
Hope y'all enjoyed
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Deja out🫧
