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Holy mother mafia

Chapter 3 At Colima

Word Count: 2312    |    Released on: 09/08/2024

Three foundations run by the three well know families of Mexico. Borderlines

ok up the grand central

at provided mineral resources which included c

rms dealing and weaponized items. They dominated as the number one family of power,

r the ravaging cities of Manzanilla known for its poverty, prostitution, , violence, ghetto areas, and

nsters who only thin

food supplies entering and leaving via Mexico. The ration, demand, supplies, the importation, and the exportation of goods across networking agencies and companies that require the city's grains and tropical fruits. Mangos, pineapples, coc

nts residing in it. Sadly, they lacked facilities to take care of their populated citizens. They signed a contract with the Deluca family to use the land of Tecomar as a farm field which provides seventy percent of the food supply to the Deluca.

vival of the fittest and Tecomar didn't take the aftermath of the war well. It's been 12 years since that outbreak

ing the entire journey to the town, I said absolutely nothing, acting identical to the ghost that I've been groomed to become in the midst of the other sisters who sang along in uneven hormones, making my ears want to bleed out. Trying my best to block them out, I stared out the window through my veil to watch people go by

e been

ing that this chimn

rest would like t

ady a pain in the neck for them let alone me ac

m out of it since your visit to Father Cart

her up. Is she high?! I ca

t asking. I know how you

she r

oubt

w how I felt about him, she wouldn't have been bringing up all this nonsense. After my little outburst that day, I stormed into

doing. Successfully spending time avoiding Father like a rat hunted by a cat. I still went to

ange in a more calmer and seductive tone that would have me falling down on my knee. He never really got angry. Maybe he did but he never shows it. But this ti

Ophelia, w

thing resembling a smile. Her eyes, half closed, half opened, you could barely guess the color of her eyes. The sisters in The Abby saw her as an imposing

brics, hand-carved trinkets, jewelry, beautiful beautiful jewelry, and aromatic spices. Vendors shouted to attract c

rtly haggling over prices, you name it. Street performers entertained a massive crowd of people with juggl

d alluring fresh juicy fruit. Every turn revealed new delights that would distract you almo

ars old with scattered black hair, neatly dressed in a dark brown short and a sky blue T-shirt. The wo

ds his hands before they disappear out of sight into the crowd. Suddenly I envied the boy, the l

hter luggages was carried by us while the men took over the heavy sacks. It didn't take long

until the shooting was over. Was it a war outbreak? I couldn't care less, I didn't just want to be caught up in the massacre. Pushing through with

s previously hiding in and went into the storeroom. it smelled like rotten fish with cinnamon cooked up in a

ama

from b

I'm sca

nk there's a ghost in their kitch

ared. I want t

omething soft, small and gripped in fear. Pulling what was hidden, the little colored boy I saw earlier was tr

The gunshots got louder, they were in the restaurant. The screaming became chaotic and the boy grew even more petrified. Now I'm co

hey!!

ntion, and he did

, look

't want to die. I need to

our mama but I need you to pl

ad up, now i've

she went to get you some borrachitos. she'l

started to c

ou a go

e stared calmly at me and just kept staring. He was a cute little child with his puffed eyes from too much crying. Another shot was heard, and this time it was dangerously close by. Screams followed with rapid firing. Li

, trying his best to remain calm. The sound of footsteps were prominent and nino squeezed even tighter, I followed suit. I was as ov

d you lose them y

nd a grunt from someon

k with imbeciles on such an impor

sorry

resumably the one

ded. Pray to that god that you serve to have

clicked his teeth, h

IOT

ked something, forcing the pots t

co always get

sig

ss?

called

call

el

beg

tion on the operation sir...no no no we can solve it. Fo

all e

ll have to co

man

till get paid for this

red and a th

u shouldn't be

e scarred soul on my lap, I was relieved that he did as he was told. It wasn't safe to go out yet, Staying with Nino in

d so was Nino. He was a brave little boy and he did well. Now w

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