Eric
Twenty minutes earlier
“Where?” I cut off one of Castillo’s men who frustrated me with his wordy rundown of exactly what happened. “Just give me the street name!” He said the name, and I pointed for Alejandro to take a hard right. “I see them.” I tucked my phone in my pocket and jumped out of the car before it had even stopped. I raced over to the wreck; the Jeep had slammed into a flower shop. I knew the owner lived in the back of the shop, and he backed away once he saw who he was dealing with.
“b***h must’ve broken the tape off,” I recognized the voice of the i***t I’d been on the phone with. “She must’ve grabbed the wheel or something, and they slammed right into the wall. She took Manny’s knife, poor s**t. She stabbed Carlo, too,” he whined as another of Castillo’s men bobbed
