Mr Antonio's POV
It had barely been a month and the news about Javier Cruz's kidnapping spread throughout Tijuana. Most of the syndicates had already concluded that he was dead and were scrambling to protect their own leaders.
Mr Delgado had been trying to reach me for the past two weeks, but I made myself unavailable whenever he came around. Javier, on the other hand, was not helping matters. He'd rather sustain severe injuries than betray the confidentiality of his syndicate.
As I sat at the edge of my bed,contemplating my next move, the door suddenly flew open, and a tall figure barged inside my room.
“Delgado!” I exclaimed, recognising him instantly. I quickly rose to lock the door behind me. “What brings you here?”
I attempted to mask my surprise, but it was futile.
He shoved
