BOUND BY HIS NAME
o my mother's apartment; all I
eathe. Our landlord didn't even bother to call. H
y hands until my tear
d no
h
her depend
.. nowhe
buzzed
ce and checke
wn Nu
anager from Café El Molino.
lin
tu
"Hello? Ma'am? Please,
the job, and I'm in need of a repla
dropped
ut all I know is that I'm hi
not?" the voice ask
ing!" I breathed,
all e
ck to th
ng over each other, spoons clinking, cups stea
ght away. Don't em
," I said,
behind the counter, repeati
nks quickly, don't trip, don't
eno
muscular ma
a black t-shir
room for him. Conversations dimmed. Heads turned.
the crowded space like a blad
anded
ath hi
hands in his pockets,
he said, voice
but I'm new here; maybe you might be mis
nd I gave a slight nod of surpri
et before?
e slid down to my apron, then back up to my
" I managed, trying
ble es
nd turned
waved their hand.
away,"
ped the counter.
d to you in
orders when I heard a
re them," the m
will get to you. But they o
rows
angr
shoc
.. cu
ing me to wa
es. That's how
sped quietly. The manage
to me like that," h
ng-not with rage, but somethi
ly, "makes you think I'm
," I whispered
wrapped
ic
av
ctr
hing stran
ps twi
e...
oss
back, hands r
ll. Surp
ked, s
just...
second. Not first.
ently in front of him, he didn'
s your
ce?" I
Not many people spe
ave," I muttered.
is is?" he said
"What else
aned
nd out soo
hivered dow
ger burst out of the backroom, a
ctory? Hope Isabella didn't
ched m
h something dangerous
ense of order," he sai
eved. "Very good! Plea
g out his wallet. Then he placed a crisp set of
ot
change,
ed. "Sir, thi
id simply. "And I ne
offended and gratef
ak, my manager's nails
fired. Do you understand? He's Hector De la Vega; he is the most powerful customer and the most famou
iffe
nished speaking, sh
e money. Before I could place it on the table, my
ropped back to my side, a red ma
d not
e counter, my steps steady even th
eague leaned closer, pretending to wipe
t left," she said
nds p
the woman continued. "And the worst part?" She glanced around be
at my hand,
ed softly, "I hope you're not plan