Ch. 7

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Mia

Jax: "You ain't gon believe what we just found out. We know who's been killing our guys..."

"Who? Is it someone we know?"

J: "Yes and no..."

"Don't beat around the fucking bush Jax!"

J: "The chick you beat the shit out of tonight... Her names Molly Alvarez."

"As in Tony Alvarez? From the New York?"

J: "Yeah... But that's not it. Gena helped her rob the last trap house."

"No way. She would never do that."

J: "We have it on camera. She wasn't there when they bodied the men, but she helped rob us. You know the rule Miamor."

Before I can say anything else I hear a scream from downstairs and my men shouting in Spanish. I run back in the room and grabbed my AK and Gena was already standing in the corner, shaking in fear.

G: "M-Mia? What's going on?"

"I don't have time to explain. Get in the closet." I run out of the room and downstairs where guns are drawn at this Molly bitch and 6 of her men. Molly has Shay by her neck with a gun pointed at her and Jax has one of Molly's at gunpoint.

"Molly. What do we owe the pleasure?"

M: *snickers* "You think you can beat me in my sleep and imma let that shit slide?"

Shay: "Ohh! That's why your face is jacked up. My baby girl got them hands." Only Shay would talk shit at gunpoint.

"If this is beef just between us, why involve others? I beat you by myself, I didn't need my men to help."

M: *chuckling* "I wanted others here to see me kill the infamous Hector Rodríguez's little slut daughter."

"Why kill my men?" I ignore her sad little comment, it doesn't faze me one bit.

Molly: "What my dad wants, he gets. This little bitch was next." She tightens her hold on Shay making my hand twitch.

"And Gena... Was that all apart of your plan?"

Molly: "Not at first. I thought she was just another one of your many hoes, but then I saw the way you looked at her the day we met. I then knew if I wanted to distract you, I had to get her. You started slipping Miamor. You made it too easy to get away. But I will say, I didn't think getting Gena hooked on coke would be so damn easy tho. Don't worry, I would've never hurt her. The pussy was too good."

My eyes go red and I feel my breathing increase drastically.

Molly: "And I had her wrapped around my little finger so much, she didn't hesitate when I had her rob your trap house."

"That trap house was yours?" Both Molly and I look at the stairs and Gena's standing at the bottom with a hard look to read.

Molly: "Hi baby girl. And yes, it was hers."

G: "You... But you... Um." Her body starts shaking and she now looks furious. I'm looking at Gena with such disappointment. This is why I don't do relationships, I got distracted. I let my guard down at the wrong time.

M: "AHHHH! YOU BITCH!" I spin around and see Molly with a knife in her knee and Shay pulling it out. Bullets fly around me and we drop her men after her and one of them escape out the side of the house.

I start running towards the way they went with Shay right behind me. We bust into the back of the speeding car.

"FUCK! WE FUCKING HAD HER!" I pull on my own hair before running back in the house.

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