"Woah, who the hell are you?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" The tan man with many scars slightly pulls up the front of his shirt to show me that he's carrying. I mimic his action and show him that I am too.
"Where is she?" He laughs an odd laugh.
"Where's who? This is my room."
"Say bruh, I been looking for my sister my whole life and if you think that I'm gonna let a bitch like you get in my fucking way then you've got another thing coming."
He pulls his gun but I punch him in the nose and grab it from him. "¡Maldito hijo de puta!" He holds his bleeding nose with one hand and puts the other in the air.
"Look hombre, I don't know where she went but I might have an idea."
I give him a sarcastic smile and tilt my head, "Aw look at us, getting along already. Now let's start over; Sup, I'm Yoyo and now you do what the fuck I tell you. Your turn bitch."
He spits and I pull out my gun and press it on his forehead. "Now you've got two guns on ya head. Think I'll miss? Now don't make repeat myself."
"I'm Pedro you pinchazo."
"Hey now, there's no need to be a potty mouth. Now how about you show me where she's headed, huh Pedro?"
He slowly starts to lead me inside the room saying things to himself in Spanish that I'm sure are just several curse words but I don't care. As long as the jackass can get me closer to Kaz.
***
"Should I wake her boss?"
"No, I'll get her. Go unpack the trunk."
I open the car door and slide inside next to Dee. She fell asleep a few hours ago but I never stopped watching her. I put my hand behind her neck and the other under her thighs and cautiously pull her from the car. She buries her head in my chest and I try my to keep my ears from turning red.
'Why the hell are you so enchanting Butterfly?' I walk into the mansion and lie her down in my bedroom. When I go to pull her blanket over her she groans, does a little stretch and rubs her eyes. When she spots me her eyes light up and she smiles.
"Hey."
"Hey..."
She kicks her legs over the side of the bed and yawns. "We're back aren't we?" I nod and her smile instantly fades. "Does that mean I can go home?"
I don't know why hearing her ask me that stings so bad. I knew she would want to go back home eventually but still, I want her to stay longer. I reply before the silence between us gets weird. "Yeah, if that's what you want."
"Fuck Carlos, what the hell is going on with you? Is it me? Did I do something to make things weird between us because honestly I miss how we used to get along!" Her eyes get all glassy and she folds her arms.
"Butterfly it's like I said before; There's a lot going on and I wish I could spend more time on it with you but I'm just busy." It's not a complete lie, I guess.
"It's because I said that thing in car isn't it?"
"The car?" I know exactly what she's referring to but I don't want to talk about that day. It was embarrassing for me and remembering about it makes me cringe.
"When I said all that shit about not doing love? I just panicked okay? You're the first guy I've been comfortable around in years and-"
"Dee, I've just been doing what you said. I've been keeping my distance because you said you didn't do love and if I kept hanging around that's exactly where I was headed. I suggest you take your time and get yourself together. I can't promise that I'll wait forever but till you make up your mind, I'm just your boss." I leave the room before she has a chance to reply and head to my office.
"Knock knock, it's your favorite assistant!" He continues to knock on the door frame in a lame attempt to make a beat.
"Jesucristo Nando, just get in here!" He walks in and sits in one of the chairs in front of my desk. "What?" I ask him flatly.
"Hey! Don't use the Lord's name in vain. So I know everyone's been all over the place with the whole finding Mr. and Mrs. H, but I just have a few things to go over with you." He slides me his clipboard and flips through several pages. "So our annual meeting is a few weeks away and I just needed a last few signatures from you."
"What is it now Fernando?"
"Oh just simple things..." I slam my laptop and huff at him and he jumps in the chair. "I'm sorry sir, we can discuss this later."
"No, what the hell do ya need now?"
"Weneedprettymucheverything."
"Damnit Nando don't come in here with that shit man. Speak up!"
"We need just about everything sir."
"So you're telling me, that we have nothing ready, and you want me to fund all this shit just so you can rush this fucking thing last minute?"
He holds his clipboard to his chest and nods. "You know I don't like you right?"
He smiles and hands the board back over to me, "Aw stop, you're making me blush."
"Yeah yeah," I sign the few papers and return it back to him. "But Fernando, look at me. I want this years meeting to be a little different."
"Oh? So you have a few suggestions? How interesting Mr. Martinez, I'm listening." Just as I go to speak with him, several of my men burst through the doors.
"¡Jefe! Lo encontramos, ¡finalmente encontramos al Sr. Hernández!"
(Boss! We found him, we finally found Mr. Hernandez!)