After putting on some clothes, Rico hurriedly exited the room and slammed the door behind him. His forehead creased in anger. Two of Gary's boys were waiting at the end of the hall. They were the ones who put him inside the room. They were staring at him but he just walked passed them.
The two boys looked at each other meaningfully but didn't say anything until Rico got out.
He marched out of the hall, out of the gregarious people that dance across the hall until he reached his car. He walked passed the exit door and reached the parking lot. As soon as he came inside his vehicle, he slammed and slammed his hand against the wheel and growled vehemently on his own. His chest is full of pain. It's getting narrower the second he breaths fast. He wanted to cry but the pain inside him couldn't
