"Wait, wait, I don't understand. What do you mean something happened?" Leo asked, placing his glass on the table.
"Your son likes to interrupt, he reminds me of her…" Huitaca puffed as she lay on the sofa covering her eyes.
"Before your mother became the person she is today, she was very…gentle. Careful and sweet. Yes, she wanted to become part of the mafia because she was raised roughly but that specific day I had sent her out on a mission. She was beyond petrified and it must have shown when she had to deliver the money."
"Why didn't you just go with her, you knew she was new, unprepared…vulnerable, father why let her do such a mission by herself?"
