In terror

"Diego, you have your money. You don't need them anymore."

"I'll decide what I need. Until I'm out of the country, your precious friend and my sister stay where they're at," he snapped.

My shoulders tightened as my entire body shook. He was making me so angry but there wasn't a thing I could say about it. He was a criminal, of course he wouldn't let them go. But what he didn't know was that Micky was outside waiting to follow him.

A thud in the backyard caught both of our attentions as I whipped my head toward the back door, praying that it wasn't Drake. I didn't want Diego to see him and do something rash. But when I turned to look at Diego, he looked spooked and hiked the bags onto his shoulders.

"If anyone follows me, Dakota and luis are dead. One call to mother dearest and a bullet gets lodged between their eyes." Then he rushed out of the living room and headed for the front door.

When the click echoed through the house, I let out a breath and allowed my emotions to run. Tears bu