𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

[𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎
[ I missed you Mama

Third POV

First stop: Carlos Holguin School, colonel Carrillo's base of operations. Camilla stretches her legs, her body aching from the plane ride and the car ride here. "Buenos Dias Major," (Good day Major) Javier greets, shaking Carrillo's hand as Steve and Camilla make their way around the car.

"Buenos Dias," Carrillo keeps his voice down as he speaks with Javier, Camilla too busy looking around to notice or care.

"I want you to meet our new DEA, Steve Murphy," Camilla clocks back into the conversation as Javier introduces the two men.

"Carne fresca," Camilla chuckles at his words.

"You remember DEA Camilla Martinez," Camilla shakes Carrillo's hand, ignore the way his eyes practically undress her.

"Hola Señor,"

"Señorita," He smiles before turning his attention back to Javier. "We should get going,"

"More car riding," Camilla huffs quietly before going to get back in the car.

"Señorita, you can sit in the front," She smiles at Carrillo's words. After all, he is quite an attractive man who's attention she doesn't mind having.

"Gracias," A smirk coats Camilla's features as she walks passed Javier. "I guess you do have the good contacts,"

"Yeah, very funny," They all get in the car, driving down to a hotel that looks out to where the narcos are supposedly gathering. And thank you God for Javier's prostitutes, he was right. Some of the most well known Narcos out there. Carlos Lehder. The Ochoa Brothers. Fernando Galeano "The Wolfman".

"Is that Gacha?" Javier's questioning makes Camilla inch closer to the window, wanting to see what they're talking about. "

"I've never seen him with other traffickers," Carrillo's comment makes Gacha's appearance that much more interesting. They continue to watch until the arrival of a certain Narcos has Camilla's skin crawling and her body retreating from the window. Pablo Escobar. "You alright?"

"Yeah," You could tell she was lying, her eyes glued to the floor as her fists clench and unclench. She takes a deep breath before looking back up at the men. "I'm fine," Then men turn back to the window as Camilla grabs her jacket and heads for the door, quickly walking down the hallway as she puts on her sunglasses. Once out of the building, she keeps her head low, not wanting to draw any attention to herself as she waves down a taxi .

She says an address, not where she's going but just close enough to where she wants to be. The ride takes longer than she expects but she's not too worried, it's not until closer to sundown that Javier's informant would be meeting with them. After paying the taxi driver, she exits the car, still very aware of her surroundings and of anyone who might look a bit to suspicious. Her nerves rise as she walks through the oh so familiar neighborhood, drawing nearer and nearer to her destination. She walks up the steps to the house as she arrives, taking a deep breath before reaching up and grabbing the key from it's place, lodged between two bricks.

She unlocks the door with shaky hands before cautiously walking into the house she remembers so well. "Come to visit me again, Hijo," An older woman's voice can be heard from another room, a chuckle following her words.

Camilla swallows hard as she rounds the corner. The woman in front of her makes her eyes water as she watches the elderly woman look up from her knitting. "Camilla," She drops her knitting as she stands, quickly embracing the now crying woman. "Mi hermosa hija," The woman sobs as she holds Camilla close.