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His Darkness - Chapter 9
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My muscles are aching and I can feel the gun digging into my sides from hours of being pressed against my skin. I like the feel of it, the safety it provides.
“When do you want me to finalise the deal with the rest of the men? They want to know when the next job is, they need paying Papa.” I mutter, running a hand over my tired face.
Our group is built up of the leader, Papa. Next one down is me, his son. After that, we have Juan who is a useless piece of shit so I don’t include him. The next ones are our men, the ones who work for us. It’s a small group but fiercely loyal and strong. It’s a mixture of different ethnicities… in Papa’s world we’re all equal.
We don’t do culture rivalry.
That isn’t who we are, our main goal as a group is money. Lots of money.
“Let them know the exchange will be on Thursday. Give them the rest of the details on the day. Send them five thousand each for this week, a bonus from me.”
I nod my head silently, making a mental note inside my head. We continue to drive for a few minutes, a comfortable silence settling upon us.
“Do you ever think about her?” I ask, continuing to stare straight ahead. The roads are empty, it’s too early for people to begin their daily routine. I can feel Papa stiffen beside me, his posture tensing up. No matter how cold and distant he can be sometimes, I never let him forget.
“Of course I think about her, every day.”
A lump forms in my throat and I stare aimlessly at the trees whizzing past us.
“Do you think -“
“Stop hijo ” (child)
His words are blunt, emotionless. I turn to face him, in awe of how cold he can be. He doesn’t flinch, barely shows any emotion on his face at all.
“Papa, you don’t even know what I was going to ask you.” I say quietly. I’m annoyed, irritated.
“It doesn’t matter Alejandro, I want you to drop the subject.”
I suck in a breath, locking my jaw tightly as I struggle to subside the anger building up inside of me. My fists ball up by my sides even though I’d never hit him, it’s simply my first reaction. Papa pulls up in front of a store, holding out a folded over wad of cash. I shake my head at him, reaching for my own inside my pocket.
“The usual?” I ask, already knowing the answer. He doesn’t reply and simply nods at me. He’s distanced, deep in thought. I step out of his car and leave him alone with his thoughts. As I enter the shop, the bell above the door rings, announcing my arrival. I glance around at the wooden benches lining both sides it’s completely empty.
The smell of coffee and freshly baked pastries floats through the air and I walk over to the till, peering around for an employee. If I couldn’t hear muffled sounds coming from the back, I would have assumed no-one was here.
“Hello?” I call out, reading the menu on the wall in front of me. I like the sound of a coffee right now. The muffled voices come to an abrupt stop and I watch as a man in his early thirties pokes his head around the door.
“Hey there! Good morning, we’ll be with you in just a second.”
And with that, he disappears. I roll my eyes, selecting the fruit salad from the counter and a banana for me. Hmm, make that two.
“Can I get also get two coffees, to go.” I ask, raising my voice slightly so they can hear me in the back. I glance down at my watch and sigh, growing impatient.
“What kind of coffee? We do lots,” the man yells back to me and I frown, resisting the urge to roll my eyes again.
“Just coffee. None of the fancy stuff, I just want plain black coffee.”
“Honey, can you take these coffees out to the young man please? I need to check on the pastries.” The voice says, his tone slightly lowered to avoid me hearing. It doesn’t work, I hear his every word.
I place the food down onto the counter by the cash register and pull out my money, counting through it. I’m halfway through when I hear a gasp come from opposite me and then the sound of cups hitting the floor. My eyes snap up and immediately, I feel my stomach tighten.
“Well, look who it is…” I smirk, holding her stare. I lean against the counter, shooting her my best flirtatious smile…
“Hello again, Hermosa.”
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