Eric
I sipped my cool beer as I leaned back against the wall on the balcony outside my room. I watched Filippo below me in the driveway. He spoke to someone on his phone with an excited grin on his face. I hadn’t approached him on the topic since I heard he’d tried to get a seller to come in behind Chili that day the girl was handed over to me. Instead, I watched to see what he was up to. Everyone slipped up at some point if they had something to hide. I’d decided to give him some rope and now hoped I wouldn’t live to regret it. In this life, everyone was out for number one. I usually appreciated the wild-west-style laws here in the way the Cartels did business, but if you wanted to survive, you had to watch everyone very closely. I’d always said to be comfortable meant to be dead.
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