Chapter 13

• "Rafael, please tell me what's going on. I want the truth." I stared at him. He sighed and struggled to sit himself up.
• "I'm the heir to The Montez Mafia. I take the seat after my father steps down."
• I stare at him. I'm not sure how to take this. On one hand, I've grown attached to him. Enough to where my body aches when he's not around. On the other hand.... the fucking mafia though!? What would that be like? Me, worried when he's out working... stressing myself out, wondering if he's okay, if he's been shot again or worse.... killed. I look at him and weigh the options in my head.