MateoLuis and I walked into Abuelo's compound, and I could already feel the migraine begin as we walked into his office. I could tell how mad he was. He hadn't said anything yet; he stared at us, and I sighed as I unbuttoned my jacket and sat down."Dios mío qué pensarías!" He shouted, raising his hands, and I shrugged my shoulders. [What the fuck were you thinking?]"He pissed me off," I said as I got up and walked over to his bar, pouring a drink, I raised the glass towards him, and he shook his hand."I can't drink that shit; my cholesterol is high enough," he said, and I poured a drink for Luis. I passed it to him, and he looked at me with a smirk."It's 9 a.m., Mateo," he said, and I scowled at him."So what?" I asked, and he chuckled while taking a sip of his drink."It's too early," he said, and my grandfather roared angrily."The only thing that's too early is for this motherfucker to make decisions about killing people without talking to me first!""It was necessary, Abuelo,
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