"Got You."
Alejandro.
Alejandro sat in his office as he stared out the window, unsure of what step to take next.
Firstly, get a secretary who's a man.
He made a few calls and the first deed was done.
He opened his journal and made a note.
Then he remembered the drama.
Isis. Her mother. Having to confess his crimes to her. And turning himself in.
Everything in that order.
God, give me the strength.
He made a mental note to get home and sit Isis down.
He also thought of the woman who kept tugging at Isis' clothes, at church. Her face was really familiar.
And church.
He couldn't believe that he was a newly baptised brethren who now had zero tolerance for things that would harm his soul.
Isis seemed to have started remembering a few things. And that unsettled him a little bit, but the old Alejandro would have probably began plotting her death.
Not this one.
