[b]Ben[/b]

The night had closed in, it had been a very long day. Ben closed his locker and threw on his thin grey hoodie. It was after all still California and ridiculously hot. He glanced down at the slip of paper he had scribbled on and crumpled it up in his hand before leaving the changing room and the hospital. Climbing into his car, a rather plain looking 1988 Chrysler New Yorker, he flicked on the radio and turned off into the street. With his families money, Ben could easily afford a better car. Hell he could afford not to even work but that wasn’t his style. He liked to hide in plain sight, it was the best way to do business. Having memorized the route just before leaving the hospital, Ben pulled up outside the block of apartments in a nicer part of town called Hillcrest. Turning off the engine, with cold blue eyes he looked up into the open window of Apartment 21b. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he watched Rose through the glass…

[b]DAY TWO[/b]

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[b]Brian & Tomas Caballero[/b]

“Sí, Don Arias. Según tengo entendido. Jagielski le haré saber que es el doble de la expedición y voy a dejar mis ojos abiertos para el holocausto. No hay problema señor. Usted tiene mi palabra” Tomas hung up his cell phone and through it onto his desk. His bright eyes turned to look at Brian who was seated opposite him. “Don Arias is willing to continue on the deal, even after your man Kowalcyzk’s stupidity. However, he’s also made it very clear that if you and yours fuck up again, then you’re dead. You. Your brothers. Your daughter. Dead. The only reason he’s continuing on with this is because I vouched for you. And the only reason I did that is because your cousin Isaac married my sister and because of that girl he gave her. Screw this up Brian and even I can’t help”

Brian looked at the lawyer and sighed greatly through his nose. It still irked him that his late cousin had gotten into bed with the dirty Mexican cartel, worse than that he married one and ended up having a half latina kid. Fuck knows where that girl was, she was in her twenties now and last he heard she was hopped up on Eyeshine. “I won’t fuck it up” He growled. Tomas nodded. “Good because it’s double the shipment next week. Don Arias can’t afford it miss any time” Brutal got to his feet and stared at the man. “It’ll get done” He turned and left the office. Tomas looked at his phone. That was one problem down. Now he had to find the burned man.