Maldini’s pov;
“Are you certain that it was him?” I asked, but I already knew.
Same way i was certain that Ricardo had lied to me when he told me that Cuco had been killed.
“Si patron,” he replied and I nodded and let out a deep sigh, tapping my fingers on the table.
I glanced at Diego. “It’s time for Ricardo to come home.”
He nodded and moved out without a word, already knowing what to do.
Ricardo had gone to prison for performing surgery on a woman without a license. I didn’t blame him anyway, but I wanted him to be without stain. I could easily take him out, despite the fact that the victim was a relative to a high ranked minister. But Ricardo had insisted on staying in prison for a while and when the issue of Cuco came, I gave him the task of watching him.
After Cuco’s supposed
