Chapter Three
Present Day
“You’re just going to stand there and let this happen to your blood?”
Grizz’s lips curled in disgust at the words hurled into the late afternoon air. The words weren’t aimed at Grizz, but he felt their impact. Grizz’s gaze connected with Angel Bautista. The young man was the unfortunate recipient of the accusation.
Angel’s lip curled in revulsion as he turned his back on his uncle. His fists tightened, and a crackling sound emitted from his palms. Brown shells fell to the ground as Angel popped a raw peanut into his mouth.
Manuel Bautista struggled against his handcuffs as he shouted at his nephew. “You’re a disgrace to your family.”
“No, Uncle,” Angel called over his shoulder without turning to meet his uncle’s gaze, “that was you.”
Just before dawn, Manue
