Santos
(Warning: this chapter contains violence)
I could see her through the glass of the door as I turned the lock Catarina’s gaze was set on me even through the glass but I was quick to compose myself before turning away. It hadn't taken long for the people in the restaurant to clue into what was happening and make a dash for the door leaving the men, the owners and my guys inside. The men seemed to be oblivious to what was going on as they hassled Frances at the front desk. Angelo sauntered over and settled on one side of the guys before I straightened up and joined the opposite side. A smile curved on my face greeting the men “Maybe go easy hey guys, they are just here running their business” I spoke calmly.
One of the larger guys with a snake tattoo dawned on the side of his neck
