I stepped through the deserted street of the town kicking up dust from the road as I went. All the buildings were warehouses or sheds or trailers- nothing like the beautifully decorated old buildings of the last Mexican town I had visited. It wasn't particularly big, but I was walking for a good two minutes before I heard any sign of human activity. From one of the warehouses, I heard the faint thud of Hispanic music and the cheers and shouts or men.
When I got back to the warehouse, Andrea was sat slouched at a table with his long legs stretched out and twirling a gun between the fingers of one hand and a small laptop to the side of him.I walked over to him and put the parcel on t
Leo's POVMy phone began to buzz in my pocket. When I pulled it out, it displayed an unknown number on the screen.
"There is no way he'll get 800 thousand in cash in less than 24 hours," Andrea said to me an hour later.He'd tied me to a chair and had been sat a few metres opposite with his feet up on the table, staring relentlessly.
Luca's POV"I'm sorry, Alpha Loren," the Alpha of a large pack in the North of Mexico began as we sat around a table in his office. "You know that I support you and would do anything to help but I can do nothing but offer you my men, gu
Ella's POV"Three, two, one and... he’s late," Andrea said looking at his watch after what had been an agonising 24 hours. "It's 2 o clock and Pedro hasn't texted me to say he's got the money. In other words, your Alpha has failed
As I watched the two men roll around on the floor with each other, I felt my heart creep up into my throat. Andrea's strength took both Leo and I by surprise. He wasn't even an Alpha, yet he was the only person I'd ever seen to even stand a chance against Leo and that alone was terrifying, regardless of his murderous expression or the gun which Leo was fighting so hard to keep away from me and himself. At one point, Leo pinned Andrea's wrist the floor but before he could get the gun from his hand, Andrea pushed him off and freed himself once again.
I sat huddled to Leo in the back seat as Max drove. Luca had sent us a half readable text possibly about how he is in Hermosillo but who knows? We were just glad he was alive and kind of functioning."You still look a little pale, Els,"
We found Luca an hour or so later, close to falling unconscious."Oh Jesus Christ," Leo cursed as we looked upon the paled, weak man in the front seat of his broken-down car with blood still oozing out of his shoulder.