"I love to taste you, but I hate kissing you" Chris admitted, his words cut me deeper than one thousand knives. He refuses to love me, but loves to touch me.
"Truth or dare Chris?" I ask in between sloppy kisses, loving the way that his hands roamed...
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The past twenty four hours of my life have been nothing but chaotic. I suppose that is because I associate myself with such chaos, which makes it my own fault. I was out of options when I ordered Chris to impersonate Harry Arnet and his wife, Francesca. My time was becoming limited because of what I had done, killing Marshall Wright was catching up to me quite quickly and I hated that it was.
After the shootout in the restaurant, I did what I did best, I kidnapped Mr.Cortez and brought him to a private location in hopes of getting more answers from him. The answers that Mr.Cortez provided me with were much worse than I had expected. The list of names that I was looking for, the list of the men who were sent to kill me, was longer than I imagined. Thirty men had been sent from New Mexico, and I didn't have the men to help take them down.
The cartel had been onto me for months, and they weren't happy with what I had done. Despite having stolen Marshall's money, I also stole their money. With the information that I was now in over my head, lacking in fighters, and being hunted for my mistakes, I didn't have any options left. I knew that I had to call the one person who could help me figure a way out of the chaos that followed me closely. So I called Tio, he was a friend more than he was an ally. He has been running the cartel for years, and thankfully he has a soft spot for me, despite giving the order to kill me.
Ring... ring.. "Hola?" Tio answered the phone hesitantly, he didn't recognize my new phone number.
"Tio, it's me, Rio" I stated as my fingers held my temples tightly.
Tio laughed. "Mi amigo! You've gotten yourself into some shit"
"Yeah, yeah I have" I stated bluntly, not in the mood for jokes. "I need you to help me out here, I don't want a war"
"You don't want to die?" Tio asked me, although he knew the answer. "You shouldn't have fucked with my Cartel"
"Marshall stole from me, I was only stealing what was mine, I never wanted to cause an upset"
Tio was silent momentarily, he was thinking, but I wasn't sure what he was thinking about. For all that I knew, Tio's men had found me. There was a slight chance that he was thinking about telling them to stand down, but it was unlikely. I was never a spiritual man, I would rather allow my sins to swallow me before praying to god for a miracle, but right now I felt that I needed one. If I died, so did Chris's connections, and so did Lucie's fresh start at a better life. I wouldn't be the one to take that away from them.
"You want a second chance, is that it?" Tio then asked me.
"No, I want to prove how beneficial I am to the business, killing me will lose you money, and it seems that you've already lost enough" I reminded him.
