EMILIO’S POV
I ran out of the back office with my men, making our way into the club.
Dead people scattered the floors, along with some of Santiago’s men. It hurt knowing innocent people died tonight, but I couldn’t think about it right now.
Tonight was the night I would put a bullet through my uncles brain. There was no way he was leaving this place alive.
My men guarded the exits, not letting anybody inside.
“What do we do?” Rico asked out as he paced back in forth
“Calm down, I’m still thinking about that.”
Loud sounds rang out from the kitchen, then a man stumbled out of the doors.
His face was burned off and I knew that was one of the men Amina fought.
Hector raised his gun to kill him, but I yelled out, stopping him.
“Leave him alive!”
Hector listened, running ov
