Jameel and Dominic offered Mucho a deal and he wasn't going to sacrifice himself.
"He said a sacrifice must be made, I told him it wasn't going to be me" Mucho said, explaining to his friend.
"Then who?" Hamid asked,
"I'm not going to give up the love of my life with whom I have been together for eight years either" Mucho said and Hamid laughed heartily.
"Speak of the devil and he shall appear," Hamid said as he spotted
Ryan walking into the joint.
"Remember the plan? and how the conversation goes?" Mucho said as Ryan got closer and Hamid winked at him.
"What exactly happened to you Mucho? You must talk to me at least" Hamid said.
"I don't know hermano. I didn't take any weed, so I was very sober that day"
"Then what happened?" Hamid asked, slightly raising his voice.
"I did the job as planned, and just as I was leaving, he came up from nowhere and he attacked me"
"I'm not going to lie amigos, he was a lot stronger than me, so I just played dead"
"But I eventually followed him to his house afterwards and was able to find out his own home address" Mucho said to Hamid, his voice a little loud as well.
And just as predicted, Ryan took note of the address.
"I planned to go to his place and finish the job by next week, when I would've recovered"
"I can't go like this" Mucho continued.
"I agree. But when you go, you let me know, so we finish the job and present it to José" they laughed and cheered their drinks.
After a couple of drinks, Ryan stood up and walked out of the joint.
"I believe the plan must have worked," Mucho said.
"That puto. Couldn't even come to see you and show some respect for going out for his stupid cause"
"He'll pay with something greater than respect," Mucho said
"At least we break no laws with this," Hamid said.
"By blood, United we stand" Mucho quoted and they shook hands and continued their drinks.
"Hey Dad" Jameel said on the phone with his dad.
"Just when I thought you had forgotten about me" Tyrone said and chuckled.
"Of course not, that's not true" Jameel said in defiance.
"How have you been son?"
"Someone tried to take my life twice in two weeks now Dad"
"What? And give me one good reason why I'm just hearing of this"
"We needed to know who he was and what his deal was, you know, we have our merchandise"
"I understand you perfectly well" he said, not wanting his son to say anything implicating over the phone.
"But I think my boss has some information he would like to share with you"
"Alright then"
"Hello Sir" Dominic said
"Mr. Castello. Good evening"
"I trust you're doing well?"
"Taking good care of myself over here, I hope you do the same for my son"
"I do. Which is exactly why we have called you"
"Like he said, someone's made an attempt on his life, twice and on mine as well" Dominic continued,
"But apparently, we have managed to give him incorrect information of Jameel's home address"
"Address that would lead to Jameel grandma's place. I learnt she's dead and the house stands empty as we speak"
"That would be correct"
"May her soul rest in peace sir"
"Thank you for your condolences, Dominic"
"So, the information leads the perpetrator there where he would be faced with the law"
"Smart move. I see what you did there"
"Thank you sir"
"You just leave the rest to me"
"Definitely. Have a good night, Tyrone"
"And you too Dominic"
"One more step and I shoot you in balls, I dare you, I double dare you motherfucker" Tyrone dared him.
"Fuck!" Ryan screamed in pain.
"But I didn't move" he yelled
"I know your ass would probably struggle with me if I approached, so I got to let you know not to fuck with me
"Who are you? You're not Jameel? Are you?"
"No Motherfucker, you missed your target. But ain't nobody try to mess with my son and get away with it"
"De ninguna manera" Ryan said in disbelief.
"Oh yes way motherfucker" he said and walked up to him, knocking him out with a punch.
Ryan woke up the next day in the cell at the station
"Hey! Hey, let me out of here" he shouted
"Let me out!"
"Tsk tsk tsk. I suggest you get comfortable and preserve your
strength. You were brought here by Tyrone. It's going to be a long while before you get out or even get a lawyer" a guy in another cell said.
"But that's illegal, I have a right to a lawyer" he said, and they all laughed at him.
"Everyone Tyrone brought in here is illegal, like Big Mo over there, he's in for dealing in illegal firearms"
"Zeke over there is in for rape"
"Marshall is in Murder, a collective murder case" he continued explaining,
"You're going to get a lawyer but it's going to take a while"
"And you? What are you in here for?" Ryan asked him.
"Man, I just robbed a goddamn laundry store" he said, and they laughed at him again.
"What are you here for, little guy?" Big Mo said, asking Ryan.
"I'm not here for anything" he said, and they laughed at him one more time.
"Feel comfortable with us, you'll be sticking around for a while. My name is…"
"I don't fucking want to know your name. I'm not here to make friends or get comfortable with you"
"Very well then, scream louder for daddy then" Zeke commented and they laughed again.