EMILIO’S POV
“What now?” Enrique asked out
“We need to find G so we can go to Miami. I have another warehouse for us to cook at.”
“That might be a problem.” Rico said out as he laid on the couch, drinking from his tequila bottle
“How so?”
“He’s working with Scar now.” Ezekiel said out, clearing the air
“What?!” I snapped out angrily “How the f**k did that happen?”
Scar was an older man and has been in this business since my father started. He was one of my father’s advertises, which makes him my adversary too.
He sold product to the other half of Mexico. We haven’t had a quarrel in like a decade, but that’s only because I haven’t taken his territory.
He hasn’t tried taking mine either.
“You know that boy love’s coke.” Rico chuckled out in his thick Spanish accent “After
