Orange Blossom

Chapter 23

Anonymous P.O.V

"Please don't! I'll do anything!!! Please, don-," the poor weak man yelled before my father slit his throat off.

Tito handed him a handkerchief and I watched as he wiped the sweat off his forehead and put it in the now dead man's pocket. Right after, Tito & Rafael picked up his body and carried him out.

"Awe, he was nice," I chuckled as I made my way to him.

"Son, stop playing around," he said grabbing by the shoulders, then giving me a rug burn on my forehead.

"Dad, come on! You know I'm ready!" I laughed as I pushed him away.

"Ryan!" he yelled out of nowhere.

Instinctively, I turned around and ducked, making Ryan miss and go off balance. I quickly stood up, gave him an uppercut, a good left jab, then a roundhouse to the face.

"Fucking shit!" Ryan yelled as he covered his bloody nose and scarred face.

I laughed and helped him up.

"Dad, you really need to stop with these drills. I got everything under con-"

A bullet was shot an inch away from me.

Immediately, I turned to hide behind the nearest wall. I then pulled my gun out from my back pocket, found my target and aimed for his knee.

"SHIT! FUCK, he shot me!" the new guy who tried to kill me seconds ago yelled.

Without thinking twice, I put a bullet to his heart and he was down to the ground.

My Dad started clapping once I shot the new guy.

"Now, that was not bad. Better... I believe you, son. You are ready," he said with a proud expression.

I gave him a nod of respect.

"Boss! We have some news about Mateo. He's in California in San Francisco. He's with his sister," Damien said as he walked in.

"Has he seen him yet?" my dad asked, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"No, but Boss. We found out...she has a daughter," Damien said hesitant on whether or not to look away from my father.

"Maria...?" my dad asked shockingly.

"Yes," he said bowing his head.

"Shit... I should've fucking known. Wait, are they still together..?" he asked a little worriedly.

"No, they aren't. But we don't know exactly where the daughter went. They followed her to the airport, but I guess they lost track cause Mateo was right behind them. If anything, they might be trying to leave California. I know Mateo knows we're after him."

"Well, Mateo owes us. He has debt to pay. So he will come here one way or another," my father said strictly, his voice filled with venom.

After a few minutes of silence, my dad gestures Damien to leave and so he left.

"Who's Maria? Mateo's sister?" I asked.

"Yes," he said plainly.

"What're you planning on doing?" I asked curiously.

"I'm planning on seeing Mateo again, no matter what I have to do to get him here."