Holding a Breath

Judas thought about his current chaotic predicament. He did not like the feeling of being played, and half part of his heart was convinced. Mavie was not faking anything, but that remained a fact that the other half believed the opposite to it.

“Ray, grab that man and question him,” Judas pressed a speed dial on his mobile phone and spoke his orders as soon as the line got connected.

“Boss, which man are you referring to?” his right-hand man asked with clarity.

“The one who owes me money and sent his girl to me for payment,” Judas answered with expressed annoyance.

“What would you like me to find out?” the man asked again, knowing whom his boss was talking about.

“You don’t really have to ask him, but whatever will make the answer come out sooner than later will be fine with me. I want to know if he is gay and a pimp or what. Do not let this order be known to anyone, do you understand?” Judas spoke firmly.

This man, Ray Lopez, is his most trusted man, there is no need for J