Out Of The Dust

17

Miguel sat in the immigration center waiting to be released. He had finally got his son back, for him to just be ripped away again. He wanted nothing more to be home with Cristobal and Emily, but now he was stuck.

Nestor and Devante were working as hard as they could to get Miguel and Cristobal released, but nothing seemed to be working. Whoever wanted them to stay over the border, was being payed off. Emily was freaking out and couldn't reach Daizee either to tell her what was going on. She prayed that Daizee could have some push with some of the border guards.

"Galindo." One of the guards spoke. Miguel stood up and walked over to the cell door. The guard opened it and dragged Miguel to where they needed him to be.

"What the hell is this?" Miguel said as he was lead to a single cell that had a chair in it. The guard sat Miguel in the chair and chained his arms and legs to the chair, "This necessary?" The guard didn't say anymore, but left the room. "What the hell is going on!"

Miguel jumped as someone hit the cell and walked closer to him. The person was wearing a Vendetta mask, to hide their identity. Getting angry, Miguel started to pull at his chains.

"Non lo farei se fossi en te." The person asked speaking in Latin.

"What do you want? Money? Drugs? I got it, just let me and my son go."

"Ostende illi." Another person, this one in an tiger mask said, and brought Cristobal into the cell. Another person in a elephant mask walked next to Tiger mask and held up a tablet. On the tablet was a video of Emily, sitting in a cell much like the one Miguel was in, but knocked out.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Miguel said flashing with anger.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Vendetta asked and signaled for another person, a panda mask walked in and held a gun towards Cristobal.

"Stop it!" Miguel yelled, tears filling his eyes.

"Sappiamo cosa hai fatto e non esiteremo a farlo per te. É cosi che operi giusto? Uccidi quelli che ami." Vendetta said as a person on the video with Emily woke her up. Emily woke up screaming and trashing around. The person, also in mask walked towards Emily and held a knife to her.

"What do you want? Please, don't hurt them, they're all I have."

"Dai i soldi a Los Olvidados, e confessare, e ti libereremo. Nessun danno.

"Or what?"

"Bruciare." Vendetta spoke as Panda mask put the gun down and walked over towards the dark. Panda mask came back and ran a hot blade down Miguel chest. Miguel screamed in pain as the blade was drug slowly down his chest.

"Stop! Please! Stop!"

"Sentio dolore nostris!" Vendetta yelled. Panda masked walked back over to grab another hot knife but Miguel broke before Panda mask could burn him again.

"I'm sorry, I did it. I did it to Daizee, and I'll tell whoever. Just don't hurt them."

"Ut observantiam illis amen dico vobis nisi verum."

"Release me and I will."

Vendetta looked around at the masks and nodded, "Ne obliviscaris." They said before leaving the cell. Miguel called out to Cristobal, but he was taken away by the Tiger Mask. Panda mask came back into view and once more drug a hot knife down Miguel's chest.

Daizee woke up the next day to a loud commotion in her house. She didn't even get dressed, just grabbed her gun and went down stairs in her sleep shorts and Angel's t-shirt. To much of her surprise Bishop and Taza were standing in her living room.

"Jefe, Taza, what's with the wake up call?" Daizee asked setting her gun on the coffee table.

"Devante called last night, said that Galindo had something to say. He confessed to attacking you. Said that he used a recording for the fake emergency call from Emily, and it was his idea to burn you. He thought you knew about where his son was." Bishop said and Daizee felt a weight drop off her shoulders.

"Where is he know?"

"Immigration holding cell. He tried to come back last night after getting his kid, but was stopped. He'll be released, just decided we should tell you. Get dressed and be at the yard in 30 minutes." Taza said and Daizee nodded. The two men left her house and Daizee sighed. She pulled out her burner and smiled at the message on it.

'Hecho'

Miguel was sitting in a cell and waiting for Emily to come in. He knew part of his release was telling his wife what really happened to Emily, not matter how much she would hate him. He also negotiated with the guard to let his mother in too. After all, Dita is also Daizee's mother.

"Miguel! What the hell is going on!?" Emily yelled coming into the room. She was clearly shaken up about what was going. She was kidnapped and held against her will. "What happened to you?" She said noticing the white bandage on his chest.

"Sit down, mi amor." Miguel spoke and Dita pulled Emily gently down into a chair, "I have a confession to make. One that will hurt you both, and I'm sorry for it."

"Miguel, what is it? What happened? Did you do something?" Emily said trying to reach her husband as best as she could.

"I know what happened to Daizee."

Emily's jaw dropped and she looked between Dita and Miguel, "Well what happened?"

"That night, I had Nestor use a recording of you calling her for help, and used it to call her. She came to the dress warehouse thinking you were in trouble, and that's when I had my guys, capture her."

"You kidnapped your own sister?" Emily said trying to fit the pieces together, "And then. . .it was you. Oh my god, oh my god!" Emily cried, "You. . ."

"I had Nestor tie her up, and I pressed her for information, and when she couldn't give me any. . . Carlos drug a hot knife across her skin. When she would fight to be free or harm one of my guys, a symbol was burned into her."

"Why!? Why? What did she do to you?!" Emily yelled, "You watched as she screamed in pain! As she cried out for help! You, her fucking protector."

"She knew where my son was and didn't. . ."

"You didn't give her a chance!"

"She wasn't going to help!"

"Did you know that!" Emily screamed and Miguel hung his head in shame, "Dita, say something."

"Miguel," Dita sighed as she looked up from her hands and at her son, "You did what you had to."

"Un-fucking-believable. You never cared for her. You both never did. She would walk through hell fire for us. And all you've done is burn her." Emily scoffed and stood up from the chair she was sitting in.

"Where are you going?" Miguel exclaimed as Emily walked towards the door.

"To apologize to my friend, to your sister, your own blood, Miguel." Emily said and walked out the door. It slammed closed and Miguel sighed deeply. Dita looked at her son in his guilt like stage and put her hand up to the cell door.

"You did nothing wrong. You did what you had to do, and that was fight for your son." Dita said and Miguel looked up at his mother.

"I could have killed your only daughter." Miguel said, "I wanted to kill her. I wanted to take the burning knife and stab her in the heart, twist it around, and watch as the life left her eyes. But instead I tortured her to the point where she would've just liked, no, begged me to kill her. And you're sitting her telling me, a murderer, a fucking sadist, that I wasn't wrong?"

"In this world we do what we need to survive. And sometimes that includes killing our own blood."

translation from Latin to english:
"I wouldn't do that if I were you"
"Show him"
"We know what you did, and we won't hesitate to do it to you. That's how you operate right? Kill those you love."
"Give Los Olvidados the money, and confess. Well set you free, no harm."
"Burn"
"Feel her pain!"
"We will observe your confession before you get released."
"Don't forget."