"I couldn't get to her on time but… the hell I wrecked over his house, nearly ruined my name," Antony said as he gripped the glass.
"What was his name? His line?"
"Devano Manchez. I knew him from fourth grade and as we got older we knew that we couldn't run one household. We would clash too much. So we spilt, he could run a hoe house for all I care and I would do something different."
"I used to be sent to deliver to him many times, I knew how to handle his flirts and all but one time he tried to get physical forcefully. Let's just say, he personally requested I don't return." Huitaca laughed.
"Last I heard checked he was married with two kids and a house filled with whores. It didn't fill his appetite but he wasn't out doing his crap anymore."
"I hadn't done business with him in years and when he needed the money. I didn't see a problem. Until that motherfucking day."
"Why didn't I know about him?"
