Bates Motel Romero Novels & Stories

He grabbed my hand, laced our fingers together, and kissed the back of my knuckles. “You don’t look surprised.” I propped myself on the elbow with my free hand. “Lu told me bits and pieces. I want to know where you got these….” I swallowed the enormous lump of emotions blocking my pipes, wiggling my wrist from his hold, and traced the X mark on the Outlaws’ insignia. “... these scars.” “Romero, he’s been working alongside Don Castillo for his own gain,” he said calmly. “The Morales clan wanted to go big with their illegal business, and the mafia has easy access to the black market.”

The motel is a shithole on the edge of town, the kind of place where people come to disappear—sometimes permanently. Yellow crime scene tape flutters in the night breeze, barely keeping the stench of rot and drug inside. Local cops mill around, throwing irritated glances at the federal agents invading their territory. I push past them all. Nobody tries to stop me. The room stinks of cheap whiskey and death. Carlos Ramos lies sprawled on the bed, a gaping hole where the back of his head used to be, blood splattered against the peeling wallpaper. The gun is still clutched in his stiff fingers.

I wasn't angry at him, I was just frustrated that I had to watch Janie keep her eyes closed for another day or more, while her shooter kept walking around like he had nothing to worry about. "Nevertheless, I care so little about your love life. Did you get what I asked you to, and did you find him?" I asked without hesitation, a little bit after calming down. Romano, also without much hesitation, cleared his throat before giving me his analysis. He said they had captured five of Ramos Ashton's men, but they had all said that their boss was not involved in the shooting. I found this funny and silly of Romano to think they would accept their boss's flaws and acts, but Romano was bent on provin

She can't predict what's going to happen when he eventually decides to speak. "Fine! I am going to tell you everything you need to hear. I can see that you are getting tired of me already. Anyway, It's about Dexter Cooper, the Billionaire son that got arrested for assaulting nurse Elizabeth who happens to be Officer Lucas' girlfriend," Romeo spilled. He ensured that he went straight to the point without hitting the nail on the head because he knew for sure that Rhoda might interrupt him. "Holy shit, you can't be serious, Romeo. What the heck are you doing right now? Did you even think about it for a second before making the stupid move?"Rhoda interrupted Romeo with a scream just as Romeo had

Dimitri looks back at us. “You two go and see Roman and I will go with him.” he frowns and his eyes flick back to the man. “What’s your name again? So i can stop calling you Mr Bateman.” he asks. “Lucas,” the guy replies. “Lucas Bateman.”

“You're not the girl I lost three years ago.” “Good,” she said. “She was soft. Naive.” “She was still dangerous.” “Now she's lethal.” A pause stretched between them. Then he asked. “Do you want to do this messy?” Her smile was razor-thin. “Oh messy.” The Romeros operated out of an estate in Valencia — less fortress, more palace. Gold gates, security patrols, gardens sculpted to disguise landmines. The head of the family, Hector Romero, had taken power after Amara’s father's fall.

A tear escaped and rolled down my cheek. Bates wore an agonized expression, the idea of his brother in pain hurting him too. “When they took Cato away, Damien wanted me to suck his dick. I started jerking him off, and when he closed his eyes, I cut off his dick.” Bates’s eyes widened, his mouth gaping open in shock. “I smothered him with a pillow until he died.” “Jesus Christ.” “I shot a few men on the way out. I’m not even sure how I escaped… I just got lucky.”

Then he walked out of the room and headed out of the house. The moment K saw him coming towards the car, he hurried to the back door and opened it. When Rome reached K, both men exchanged greetings before Rome got into the car, and he shut the door closed behind him. "Where to, boss?" Mr. Orlando asked, focusing on the v-mirror. "The casino," Rome mumbled. A while later, after a few hours' drive, Mr. Orlando came to a stop at 'Bluemoon casino,' and Rome stepped out of the car.

She had to be alive. Alex looked into Damien's room and he interrupted Damien's thoughts by knocking on his door. Damien looked back and he faced forward again. Alex saw that as a sign and he went into the room. He walked to Damien's side and he was also looking out the window, without saying anything. Damien turned his head and looked at him, with questions in his eyes.Alex started speaking without looking at Damien, "I just got to know that another family was killed last night." That got Damien's full attention and he turned to look at Alex.