Chapter 64

Silent Mexican music filled the quiet room as Albatross sip a wine and stared at the new pictures of Zayn that just came in through the mail .

His Cousin , Alberto sat on the adjacent couch, watching him as he plays with a pocket knife in-between his index fingers.

“When are we going to strike , Alba?.” He set down his own

wine glass to push a plate across the expensive wooden furnished table.

Both of their gazes widened as they stared at the picture of one of their own with Alberto kissing the rosary he had on his neck.

Albatross was not believer but he frequented the confession box every now and then to make confession while the Catholic priest listened.

He tries to remember the last time he had a confession and realized it had been a long time.

"Alberto I will be going out "he lit a cigar and watched it go red.

Albatross puffed out smoke from the Cigar he had been smoking , he turns the pocket knife he was holding between his fingers while staring at t