Pedro's POV~ " But I didn't kill him. You've got to understand....this is all a set-up", I said, but the cops wouldn't listen. " Yeah right! A guy's shot dead and a gang is caught on the scene and you all claim that none of you shot him. Just tell me the sky's purple", one of the cops mocked. I was eventually taken back to my cell and locked up. " This is a set-up", I revolted as the cop locked the cell." Shut up pig! It's about time you guys get the punishment you deserve. I hope y'all get locked up for life", the cop said as he walked away. I had now been locked up in here for about a week, with no word from that double-crossing jerk. I didn't know what was going to happen to me, and I didn't really care about myself particularly. I was more worried about how my daughter Coco, would survive without her Papito." That bastard!", I snarled as I punched the wall. I was going to have to get out, for my daughter's sake and I'm gonna make sure that jerk pays for this.

** A month later*** " Get out of here! This ain't no charity organization", the restaurant owner said to me as he shooed me out. " Just one meal man, I haven't eaten in weeks", I said to him, but he wouldn't budge but rather kept shooing me and threatening to let the dogs out on me. So I left. " Who'd have thought life was so strict?", I thought as I walked aimlessly on the streets. A lot of people presumed that I was nuts and just avoided me in case. " I should never have listened to Tristan, that bastard. He just abandoned me to die in this place", I muttered as I staggers along the way. Then I heard lots of people mumbling something and looked only to see a crowd of people gathered somewhere. " What could that be?", I wondered. I knew better than to just blend in with the crowd. I reeked of sweat and alcohol. I drew in closer." What is it?", I asked. Everyone looked at me disdainfully as I asked. Then one woman there explained how there was a car accident and glass had pierced th

** At Justin's Office*** Someone knocked on the door. " Yes come in", I said. It was John, my secretary. " Whoa man, what happened to your arm?", I asked as I saw his shoulder swaddled in bandages. " Oh this? this is from yesterday. Those pictures I sent you, I know their location. I went there last night", he said. " But I told you to wait for the police", I said, " What if you got killed?", I asked. " Ain't no way that's gonna happen. I was trained in espionage by my dad, remember?", he asked. " Yeah, you always bragged about it when we were in highschool", I said, " Have a seat please, you shouldn't be standing in that condition", I said. So he sat down and we began to discuss." Okay, so what did you find out?", I asked. " They're a lot of things I found", he said, " first of all, Tristan's dad seems to be in poor medical health and yet Tristan locks him up in an abandoned factory. My instincts tell me that he has something to do with his father's health crisis and later wh

Jared's POVI stamped my foot repeated on the floor as I waited for Janet to get ready. She took forever to get ready and at this rate, we may miss our flight.“ Janet!! You've been inside your friggin room for way too long!” I yelled on top of my voice.“ It has just been thirty minutes!” She screamed from her room. Did she really think that thirty minutes wasn't long?“ If I have to wait for you for five extra minutes, I'm leaving without you,” I threatened.“ I'm coming! Geez!” She complained. I was the one who ought to be complaining not her, I'm not exactly sure how I withstood her for all these years.“ Calm down, Young Master. She'll be out soon,” our head maid tried to make me relax.“ Yeah, right. I'm begging to think males and females live in a different time frame because I'm yet to understand what you people mean by fast and slow,” I smacked my face with my hand in frustration.“ Haha, girls just love to look their best at every point in time. You'll soon understand it whe

* At the Airport*** " Woo, finally home", I said, " I've kinda missed this place, ain't that right sis?", I asked Janet who stood aloof staring at her phone. " Yeah whatever, let's just get the hell out of here. I hate airports", she said. " Sheesh, you should be happy to back home weirdo", I said with a chuckle, " alright let's move. The limo I booked should be waiting right outside by now", I said as I began to pull my luggage. "...... really true? Anyway, tell Coco Papito's coming for a visit okay? I got her some presents....Yes....I'm about t.....", some random guy bumped into me, " what the fuck muchacho? are you fucking blind?", he asked." Am I blind? some nerve you've got old-timer", I retorted, " you better run along now before I whoop your candy ass", I threatened mockingly. " Do you know who you're talking to muchacho?", the guy asked, " I'll fuck your whole family up if I want to. In fact you're just lucky I've got somewhere to be,chico estúpido!", he said as he walk