It was only the three of us standing there. I stood behind Zane unable to move. I still couldn’t get over the fact that he’s an Agent for the damn FBI. I had so many questions. “Agent...” Benjamin warned. “Don’t get yourself involved in this. You have no idea the pain she caused.”
“Oh but I do, my friend. She was an informant for the FBI. She helped with the indictment of your father. He was later killed in prison by a rival gang member. You all were criminals importing drugs from overseas.” Zane made it sound like I was a hero. But I was far from that. I can relate to how Benjamin feels about losing his father. “You were going to get caught one way or another.”
“How do you know all of this?” I asked Zane.
“Your dad,” he answered as his eyes remained on Benjamin. “He hired me to prot
