Antonio Velasquez

Antonio Velasquez

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I could hear the sirens getting closer and closer. I had a criminal on my doorstep and I had to make a quick choice. I could wait it out and let them take him away, or I could buy his protection by letting him in. Not that I needed it, no one would dare threaten me and mean it. No one would even curse my name or life, they knew I would reciprocate it with death. I could either show mercy or leave him to die. "Please" he kept pleading, holding his arm where a bullet hole was bleeding an obscene amount. "Don't get blood on the rugs or carpet." I say and widen the door and he scurries in. Game recognizes game, and he's good at what we do. Besides, now he owes me a favor, and God knows I need it. - - - Antonio Velasquez was the leader of the biggest cartel. He's otherwise known as a drug lord. After years of being the cause of tragedies, he's referred to as a demon-dressed-angel. Known as El Demonio and is not to be messed with. You better hope you never run into him, and if you do, you want to be on his side. At first glance, he'll seem blessed by the angels, when in reality he's far from it. He might be sculpted by the gods but don't stare too long or you'll receive a murderous glare that might traumatize you. All this at the age of 25. Dahlia Rodriguez was the 22 year old daughter of a cartel leader, but she bought herself out of it. Not liking the way she would be used. Though, she never changed her name, liking the fear she instilled in people. Word got out that she had betrayed her family but no one dared go after her, they did however take advantage that she was no longer there for their protection. The Rodriguez family held themselves up for a while before dispersing. She's known as the Goddess of Death, or Hela. She's killed an uncountable amount of people, and some might say she enjoys it more than one should. ______ Hey guys, the book is being written.
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