Chapter Seven: The Escape

"Done?" Diego asked warily. From the look on Juan's face, he knew he was in a lot of trouble. His hands began to tremble and the only thing he could do was hope Juan had not found out he sold Arya. He wanted to at least pay off his debt and flee the country before Juan knew he got the money from selling his stepdaughter.

Juan's anger was still brewing but it was ready to erupt soon. He dropped the phone on the counter in front of Diego. "Tell me you did not have a hand in this," he seethed.

"Man, I had to get the money somehow," Diego shrugged, laughing a bit just to ease the tension. "You wouldn't buy her and cancel my debt so I gave her to someone who will. I wanted to give you your money as soon as I could and—"

Juan was laughing and shaking his head, then all of a sudden, he lifted Diego by the scruff of his neck and punched him in the nose. "You bastard!" he roared, drawing the attention of everyone in the bar. "Do you understand the gravity of what you have just done?"