Sante and Renato spent an hour trying to calm me down. All I wanted to do was kill Enrique with my bare hands. The motherfucker thought he could touch what belonged to me, and I wouldn"t find out. Cora being in his presence pushed my buttons. I knew he’d manipulated her in some way. She’d help anybody if they asked. No doubt he’d gone to her with a sob story.
My mother had told me she was pissed when I’d avoided the family dinners, and they’d discussed my finding out about Cora’s miscarriage. It took a few weeks for me to come to grips with our loss. I understood now how certain decisions impacted others, and I had regrets.
Renato and I finally got the license plate of the man who assaulted and robbed Cora. Renato also took care of Vargas’s product on the east side by calling in a favo
