yelled, my voice raw and broken. "W

en paused, looking at ea

gasped, blood trickling from my lip. "As

epticism and contempt. He barked an order in Spanish, an

ered. "The boss hasn't bee

burner phone and made the call. The conversation was brief, a rapid-

his face conto

t glanced off my temple, the impact jarring. "The b

e across the concrete floor, my body screaming in protest.

orridor, I saw another group of men app

ho was with El Martillo that day. The real Hector. The one wh

, but it was him. I knew i

I broke free from my captors' grasp. I lunged, a d

oyote... it had three stars in its eye... for Ori

nuine shock finally breaking through his harden

ow that sent me sprawling. He pulled a taser from his belt, and the wor

at his men, his voice tight with

, I heard them muttering to each

e know abou

oss knows t

the truth... he'll

ements rough but hurried. They gagged me, silencing any further pleas. J

is coming!