𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 • 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳

Mentiras

Angel and Ez grabbed Happy from behind. I grabbed a chair. They pushed him to the chair as I grabbed the ropes to tie him to the chair. I was tying his arm as Angel tapped my shoulder.

"Hey, gun." He waved his hand. I looked up to him. I slowly got up.

"Why?"

"Just give it to me." I rolled my eyes and I reached from my back pants. I placed the gun on his hand and I stood next to Ez.

"You know who we are?" Ez asked Happy. He didnt as a word. "Nothing?" We both looked away.

"I don't need to know who you are." Happy finally spoke out.

"And why's that?" Angel asked as he crossed his arms as we turned back to him.

"Because when this is over, either I'm dead, or you're dead." He looked at me. I stood there.

"Dont listen to this bullshit." Angel said to me. "Lets look around, maybe we'll find something." We all spread out and looked. I went to the spare room. Digging through old papers and photos of Happy and some people, one of them was Jax Teller. "Anything in the bedroom?" Angel said as I walked in the kitchen. They were still in the rooms, looking.

"Not yet." Ez told him.

"Nothing." I said as i looked at Happy. The dog was still barking, he didnt stop. Ez and Angel came in.

"Didn't find much, just some old probation shit." Ez said as he flipped through the files.

"Yeah, just these." Angel sets down the guns he found. "Let's see what he knows." He nods at Happy. We all walked up to him. Angel took off the sock he had in his mouth. Ez grabbed a chair and sat face to face with Happy. Angel and I stood behind Ez.

"Nine years ago, Someone kicked open the back door of my family's butcher shop. Shot our mother in the neck. Murdered her. I saw someone drive away in a car. I remembered the car. I remember shit. I followed you that night. Chased you to the construction zone. I saw your face. I remembered every detail of it. I know you're the one who killed our mother." Ez straight up told him. He didnt say a word again. He just stared at us. "We know you a triggerman before you were SAMCRO. You were Nomad, gun for hire."

"Who the fuck hired you? Mm." Angel said as he got all up in Happys face. "Simple question. We need a simple answer. Just a name." He didnt budge.

"Fuck this." I whispered as I looked away. He wasn't going to say anything.

"Was it the cartel?" Ez spilled. Angel and I looked back at Ez. Why the cartel?

"Galindo?" Angel shockingly spoke.

"What?" I questioned

"Why the fuck would Galindo want Mom dead?" Ez turned back. He pulled us to the kitchen and pulled out his journal to show us.

"I don't get it." Angel shook his head. " What the fuck does this mean? "Ignacio Cortina, Isabel."
" Where'd you find this? Why why were you writing all this down?" Ez never answered to him. Angel gave me the book. I knew dads real name, but me putting the pieces together, Isabel was moms real name. I closed the book and I touched my lips.

"When all that shit with Potter was going down, I found a lockbox in the house. Had old legal documents, Mom and Pop's stuff, a few pictures.
Isabel Varela, Ignacio Cortina those were their real names. They didn't meet on some farm in Tecate.
Dad was a cop. Policía federales. I saw pictures of Pop with Jose Galindo. That's why I asked Happy about the cartel." Ez sighed. "I don't know anything else." Angel scuffs and looked at me.