“What setback?” She wrinkled her pretty brows at me.
After feeling her gun’s steel end on my chest, I completely released her.
“It didn’t go as planned.” Her brow furrowed. “It’s a tiny setback,” I said. “Very tiny... it’ll be okay, I promise.” She focused her eyes suspiciously. “Smooches, sweetie, I’m trying. I really am.” I doubted she would put a bullet through me if I didn’t try, but I wasn’t entirely convinced.
“Well, try harder,” she whispered into my ear as I pulled back. She moved away to a chair near the window and took a seat to stare over at me.
“Well, it’s gonna get messy. Really messy. Once these fools go against one another, we’ll have to make haste, ya know what I mean? Can you handle it?” I asked. No doubt it was with Enrique out to get me. I was just a fish in a pool f
