MELISSA
We all went to Rafael’s house the next day after getting a call from him.
Immediately after we pulled up at the driveway, Rafael approached us.
“I have good news and bad news!” He said.
“Oh, please!” Nicho said, rolling his eyes. “I need some good news this morning. Do you have any strong coffee that can knock me out?”
“I don’t,” Rafael said. “But there’s some wine in my cellar.”
“No!” I stopped Nicho before he could take a step forward. “You’re not drinking any wine. I need your brain functioning while we unravel whatever is in this box.”
Nicho pleaded. “I will only have a drop.”
“I don’t trust you. You’re not having any.”
Nicho rolled his eyes, walking into the house. I motioned for Lily to follow him.
“Please keep an eye on him.”
Lily nodded, walking behind Nicho.
