Red Sky Warning (Ghost x reader)

Bodies

I was fucking squished in the car. I could feel both men squeezing me as they breathed. I was just praying wherever we were going was not too far from here.

  As we left the base two other cars followed behind us.

  It was a short drive into the colorful village. Honestly it was a beautiful place but I heard stories from Jackie on why her uncle left. I loved listening about her family and all the drama in it.

  "White truck, four armed in the back." Soap's gruff Scottish voice rang through my left ear. I felt him shift for his gun. Alejandro turned around.

  "Hey- tranquilo. Easy. That's normal here. Guns on the street is jurisdiction of the police."

  "Where are the police?" Ghost's english accent vibrated through my right ear.

  "Well. Las Almas has a very serious problem. There are few here who uphold the law. And many of those who resist corruption... Disappear." Alejandro responded.

  "What about the military?" Soap questioned. His voice like a growl.

Does this whole team smoke?

  "Well, because we are well trained, soldiers are recruited by the narcos."

"Why not you?" Ghost's voice was gruff.

Are we playing 21 questions??

"We grew up here." Alejandro looked at Rudy. "They call us Los Vaqueros... cowboys. We love this place. And we will die fighting for it."

I looked out of the right window to see a huge cathedral. As we continued to drive there were a bunch of men in masks and holding guns.

Soap looked over at Ghost, who was already staring at Soap.

"Kids, guns and Ballons... that's a new one." Soap spoke.

"Narcos use generosity to win over the people."

"Even the children?"

"Especially the children." Rudy spoke in english.

The car slowed down as the three of us in the back seat saw white sheets covering two bodies. I cringed at the sight.

"What's on those sheets?"

Alejandro rolled down the window. "Narcomantas..."

"Cartel cloths." Rudy clarified.

"Messages from El sin nombre. Warnings, marking territory." He paused for a beat. "Our streets are laced with death."

I felt sick. Like physically sick. I will never even have the full story of how they grew up but it looked horrible.

"Who's Sin Nombre?" Ghost asks yet another question. It took all the power in me not to correct him. I didn't want him to be more annoyed with me than he already seemed to be.

"El sin Nombre. The nameless." Alejandro corrected. "The leader of the las Almas cartel."

"Where can we find him?" Soap had a hard expression on his face.

"You can't. No one knows who he is. But he is everywhere. And this is a challenge... but Los Vaqueros like challenges."

"With your mask. You will fit in well here, Ghost." Rudy mused. I couldn't help but smile at that.

"Oye, tranquilo." Alejandro snickered. "Checkpoint. It's the army. Turn right. We will go around."

"Why?" All these fucking men do is ask questions.