Levi
~Three years ago~
“You killed Sofia, you motherfucker,” Santiago accused me a million f*****g times.
“I did not,” I countered.
“She told me you f*****g called her. Said you wanted to see her,” he fired back. Oh, I did not! I swore to God, I did not! What was this puto was trying to say? “You approached her at school and told her to wait for you at night,” he added. That made me even more confused.
“I didn’t do that.”
Santiago smirked. “A murderer would never admit what he has done anyway. How lucky of you to have parents who could cover up your killer ass. Money could never save you, Levi. Even your mommy and daddy. You are safe now, maybe not later. People trust you because of your good guy façade but they will soon know what a bastard murderer you are,” he spewed. He shoulder
