Burn Loot

z's study was dimly lit by a single desk lamp as he sat in a black leather chair. Sanchez, the most dreaded drug lord of Central

like shit," Sanche

riving car import business is left with no trail. His last hope, the shipment from Miami to Italy, had sunk; he is now

hip, and lent a loan to him. The time is due for the debt to b

choose his words carefull

ime already, my pal. It's been months now, and I haven't gotten anything from you.

owed hard. He was left no other option

at will be more valuable than

pened wide with

llo hears his own heartbeat throbbing fast. His

baby

h a stern l

e a beautiful young lady worthy to be a wife to your son." He swallowed hard. "I betrothed her to Alej

d forward. The weight of the room became t

way to settle your debt?" Sanchez asked,

nod, "That's the only a

you as a proud fellow who can never make such a move. But desper

intains hi

tate. He saw his two sons playing, Alejandro and Dino. His biological heir, Alejandro, was already showing signs of his

y, Amico.". He turns around to look at Capello. "

ffirmation. "She

drawer, pulling out a prepared contract as if he knew Capello would off

ink of that paper would seal the fate of

o, you came to me with this of

and blurred vision, signed

the wise choice, Emilio; you can go home." Points to the door. "You are fr

to leave as his legs

ne in amusement, sai

k with his hand st

sure she knows her place

out of the study, with his decision weighin

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The distant hum of hospital machines occupied the silence in t

s broken with

bear. Seeing his three-year-old daughter with her innoce

his lap, she w

forming in his throat. He buried his face in her soft hair, in

hat her fate has

n his voice, he whispers to

holding firm to her teddy bear and

ts his

s and his wife, but at w

down his cheek as Ele

done; the die is c