Valeria Garza Novels & Stories

I approached the cabinet where I keep the files that John handed me before. My hands were shaking as I flipped the page and scanned the details of Angela. Then, I stopped after I read something. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as the papers fell on the floor. I was blankly staring at the wall while the information I had read slowly sank into my head. "Occupation...prostitute in the entertainment club," I whispered as I weakly bend my knees on the floor in disbelief.

"It's not your fault, it's the Landlord's. Accepting Chimneys and forsaken sons of motherless ghosts from the pit of hell. I'd call them cops if you do not stop." I tottered to the refrigerator and brought out a new bottle of whiskey. The old lady was the least of my problems now, all I wanted was for Carlos to be back and we move on to the next step. Little does Maria know how many plans I've set in place for her. "That's why you've been abandoned in the subs of the USA with your plastic back and no kids, not even a cat." I yelled back, "Pathetic old fool," I muttered in Spanish and brought the bottle close to my nose, taking a whiff of the exhilarating goodness, "ah, that's the stuff."

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Her mind was screaming in frustration while Calista almost her head off in her mind. ‘‘What are you laughing about? Can’t you see that I am embarrassed beyond words?” Maya immediately rebuked her wolf. But Calista was not going easy on her as she continued to laugh. “Ooh my, you are so cute my dear.” Maya got annoyed and immediately blocked her off. What was she doing laughing at her like that instead of saying some comforting words??

Nica suddenly asked as she got off. He sighed before facing us. Here we are now in the living room. “We got a lead” Suddenly my heart beat faster. Because of what Grandpa announced. “One of our police colleagues is a Dela Torre spy.” Wayne and I looked at each other. “Who?” I asked. “Jefferson Velasco” Sir Velasquez replied. I immediately turned my attention to Zyke. He was shocked by what he heard. “Why Zyke? Do you know him?” I doubt the question.

“What is it you want in return?” “Your silence.” “My silence?” He moved his hand to his lap and handed me a newspaper, letting it fall in front of me on the table and open up. The headline wrote: STEPHANIE GREENE SPEAKS OUT He threw a magazine on top of the newspaper, this one with a photo of a protest. It said: KNIGHTINGALE WORKERS ON STRIKE; FEMALE EMPLOYEES REFUSING TO WORK UNDER KNIGHT OWNERSHIP The next magazine had two photos of me on the cover, it was a photo of me in the hospital, all bruised and broken, then one of me holding my baby right next to it. In bold letters, the article title in the corner read: HOW SHE ROSE ABOVE IT ALL

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

I looked up, and my good mood evaporated on the spot. Valeria Montes stood there, flanked by her two loyal sidekicks who had trailed her since high school as if attached by an invisible leash. Dressed in a tight, flashy mini-dress with her blonde hair gleaming flawlessly in the sunlight, her eyes locked onto me. "Surprised you made it here," Valeria said, crossing her arms as she judged me from head to toe, her gaze lingering on my beat-up canvas shoes. Her signature venomous smirk spread across her face. "Elena Castillo. I guess the rumors were true—you actually got a scholarship here. Make sure you use my tax money wisely, Lenatic."

She lifted her head when she saw May. “Shh,” May whispered softly. “I am not a bad person. I am Mr. Jose's men who were sent here to save you.” Valerie gasped, staring at May in confusion. Is it true? She saw for herself that this woman was the agent who was trusted by George to guard the door to her room earlier this morning. Was Jose that great that he could sneak people into government agencies? “You have to trust me!” May saw the doubt in Valerie's eyes and tried to convince the woman. She then took out some equipment from the backpack she always carried with her. “Here, put this on!”