CHAPTER FIFTY NINE: Camilo

Hitting the wall and smashing the mirror in frustration, I groaned. The door opened and a terrified Alannah walked in.

“What’s wrong? What’s the matter?” She asked, carefully walking towards me.

“Matt just called me.” I started saying and Alannah nodded her head encouraging me to continue. “They escaped with them and he lost most of his men, he got hit too and he’s on his way to the hospital before we stopped talking.” I continued.

“Oh God.” Alannah gasped, covering her mouth. “Is he Okay? Will he make it?” She asked and I nodded.

“He’s strong, he seem fine.” I said. “I’m going to Cali today, I’ll call and let them know I’m coming so they can get the plane ready, I know where he might have taken them to.” I said, pulling up my phone and punching in a contact.

“How do you know?” She asked me.

“Might have been a long time but I knew him for eight to ten years, he’s my dad.” I answered as I placed the phone on my ear waiting for it to be answered.

“Well then, lets start packing.” Alannah