Azriel’s POV
Not only was everyone in the Castillo cartel compound dead thanks to me and my guys plus the compound burned to the ground, the fire started by me striking the match after pouring gasoline on that bed in that room in the sick f**k’s basement after I’d taken my time with vengeance against Castillo as well as Earl Johnston.
If I’d found the corpse of the motherfucker who’d laid his hands on my girl I’d have fed Earl that corpse’s c**k before I shot him. Beyond that, I’d secured a deal with another cartel who helped me orchestrate the downfall, handing them the Castillo business and fortifying a deal that would nearly triple our profits from Mexico. Part of that deal included an exit strategy in a year’s time, which the cartel was more than happy to agree to because it meant 10
