PART ONE:
"Left in Mexico at age of 12 to only get traffic out to a family who need a nanny, maid and husband needed a ...... well I made it out to only land in Texas at 17 into arms of a woman who thinks am her missing daughter to only have her rip...
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Musk humidity hit my skin as Joaquin and I stood in front of our in new home. A white column home surrounded by swamps. Out in the back stood a little shack what southerners called a bayou cottage. Joaquin quickly jump out of 4x4 high rise pickup truck, his little body just quickly disappear from my side as my body went panic mode but his guard follow him like a bug on a light.
There was only two ways in and out of this place. A fishing boat or 4x4 pick truck with the suspension lift and exhaustion above the truck.
A cringe my snotty nose at this place, I missed my luxurious mansion in Miami, another fake life I grew fond of. One I know I would never get back. My sweet child giggles can be heard far away as a now screams filled the air. I quickly jump off the truck as impact sting my ankles when louboutin heels sunk into moist ground. Quickly jump off my thousand doors shoes not caring leaving them behind I ran bear foot. I ran as quick as possible behind the home to only spotted Joaquin guard struggling to fight off the alligator latching down to foot. "Shot it." I told Perez.
A solid bullet aim for guard head, as I quickly spin my son in my arm to face the opposite side. Water splashing Can be heard behind as the animal was now dragging in body into the water. Fuxk if the mosquitoes couldn't get you the gators did. This was a lesson only learned by Joaquin, it obvious he ran to untouchable territory where the gators ruled that part of the land. First lesson taught, don't purposely place someone life in danger unless you plan on to have to take a life.
I need to find another home, hidden from everyday life and from the people who can potentially start a war with me. I kept Henrys home, hired a look-alike to run an everyday business like me, who will live in my own house like it's her own.
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We had to establish a fake last name for Joaquín order to keep him safe. He was a bright boy I never worried about him questioning me. He going attend public school with kids leading a normal life. I had one of my guys work as a janitor and another as a teacher which will work out great. He didn't know and but it kept him safe. Our nanny was acting as his aunt, I was getting ready to make my move to Texas. I despised the idea of returning to Texas.
