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01 The Beginning

Never in a million years did I think I would ever be witnessing a drug deal or a killing taking place but here I am in the middle of an ally desperately trying to get away without being caught. There were three tall male figures and one female towering over the boy that was on his knees. I couldn't hear what they were saying but by the looks of it, it looked like the boy did something wrong and he is going to be killed because of it. The violence in New York never changes. I slowly turned around still holding the garbage bag that I was told to throw away and quietly walked towards the door. I needed to call for help.

About five steps

Four more

Three more

Two more

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"Hey stop right there!" A voice shouted at me. I didn't turn to look back instead I ran for my life. I heard multiple footsteps behind me but they didn't catch up to me I reached the door just in time to close it shut before they entered. I tied my hair up and dropped the garbage bag next to the door. I went to the bathroom to call for help. I locked the bathroom stall door behind me and dialed 911. It got to the second ring when I heard the bathroom door open. I unbuttoned my pants squatted down to pee and ended the phone call. I bend down a little farther to see some heels in the bathroom walking around. I finished peeing and cleaned myself before I stood up and flushed. I walked out of the bathroom stall and I saw the same girl from the ally.

I walked towards the sink and paid no mind to her pretending I'd never seen her before. I washed my hands and went to dry them with paper towels. I headed towards the door to only be stopped by my hand coming up from behind me. "Do you really think I'm going to allow you to leave after witnessing an attempted murder?" The girl asked from behind me. I could tell she wasn't from here by her accent but I just couldn't identify where she was from.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her looking at her from the mirror. "I know that was you from the ally. You should be a little quieter when you are trying to sneak away from something you walked into." The girl spoke.

"Listen I was just at the wrong place at a bad time. I didn't really see anything I was just trying to throw some trash away to get back to work and get paid. I won't say a thing just please let me go." I told her.

"I can't do that, I don't believe you, better yet I don't trust you. You're coming with me." She said grabbing my arm. "How about my son? What do I do with my son, I have no family here." I told her thinking about Xavier. She looked around the small bathroom thinking of what to do, she let go of my arm very softly and started to walk back and forth murmuring a few words to herself. She then reached for her cell phone and dialed a number.

"Tenemos una problema hermano, tenemos un testigo." (We have a problem brother, we have a witness) She spoke in Spanish. The person on the other side spoke and she nodded her head to what he was saying. "yo entiendo, perro ella tine un hijo, y ella no tiene familia aqui. I don't know what to do I can't kill her and leave her son behind." ( I understand that, but she has a son and she doesn't have any family here) She was very distracted and her back was facing me. I slowly opened the door praying that it doesn't make a squeak. I quietly got out and shut the door softly,

Has no one realized I was gone for a good half hour?

Did they think I was having a smoke or a quickie in the ally?

...Great coworkers, I work with

I rushed towards the front of the restaurant leaving the kitchen area and going towards where the guests were seated. I stumbled upon a man sitting by himself. I took a seat in front of him and he looked up confused. "Listen I really need your help, I've witnessed something I wasn't supposed to and now they are after me." I finally looked up and got a good view of the guy in front of me. He was a bald guy with many tattoos.

He was one of them

Ah fuck my fucking life

"Listen to me carefully because if you don't I will shoot you, and to be completely honest I do not want to clean up another crime scene. I have a pistol that is being held securely on my belt and I won't think twice about pulling it out. Don't try anything I have more of my people stationed everywhere with weapons and they will start shooting. Now I recommend you... no, I order you to get up and walk towards that front door and I will follow you out. Remember I'm the one with the gun, you're powerless right now." He spoke in a deep voice.

"What about my son?" I asked him. "I'm not leaving without my son, I was being honest with that girl about my son and not having family here," I told him.

"I'll take care of it." He said looking at me with no emotion. "What do you mean you'll take care of it, are you thinking of killing my son?" I whispered harshly sending him death glares.

"Get up and start walking stop asking questions." I stood up and did not move for a moment while I looked at him. I saw him slowly reach towards his belt where he told me his gun was located and that made me move. As we reached the door I heard my name being called.

"Camila, where do you think you're going? The Castillo will be arriving shortly we need all the help we can get. And you don't get out until 9 it's only 7:30." My boss said to me. Before I could utter a word the man behind me spoke up. "Mister Guzman it appears that Camila has a family emergency her son is ill and is in the hospital."

Lies

Lies

Lies

Please don't believe him

"Hay Dios (oh God), Camila go go go." My boss basically pushed me out the door as I pleaded with my eyes. "Let me know how everything goes with Xavier." My boss waved goodbye as the man led me towards the black SUV that was parked in front of the restaurant. "Get in." I slowly got in the car turning my head back and looking at the restaurant behind me. "Come on you are wasting my time." He gave me a soft push and I finally got in. I sat down and looked around and saw both of the other males in the front and the girl in the back.

"Did you really think you would've gotten away?" She asked giving me a glare. "I got away from you didn't I?" I replied being a smart ass. She reached her hand forward to slap me but I ducked.

HA, you thought you could slap me. I grew up in a Hispanic household where unexpected slaps were given that came out of nowhere I learned how to avoid one or two slaps.

She lowered her hand and the car started to move. "Camila Perez, 24 born in Manhattan New York, has two brothers in California, both parents died in an unexpected car accident." She read from her phone. "Your son is in school right now, we are going to pick him up, then we will be on our way." I nodded my head and continued to look out at the window, seeing familiar territory. We pulled into my son's school and they stopped the car. The girl opened the door and motioned me to get out. We walked into the building and went toward my son's class.

I knocked and opened the door and walked in while she followed behind me but stayed back by the door. "Ah Camila, how are you, my dear?" Mrs. Ellis asked me as she pulled me into a hug. "I'm doing fine I'm here to pick up Xavier. How are you doing?" I asked her. "It's all going well Mike is getting the store ready for opening. I hope to see you there darling."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I told her. She nodded her head and called out to Xavier who ran towards me at full speed. I knelt and picked him up. "Mama." He yelled. "Hi honey we're leaving now say goodbye to Ellie," I told him. He hugged her legs and said goodbye then he ran to the back of the room and got his bag.

"Let's go." I held onto Xavier's hand and we walked out back to the car. "Mama, did you get a new car?" My son asked. "No um, we are going with some friends on a trip, we have to be on our best behavior okay mi hijo (my son)," I told him. I settled him on my lap and buckled us up and we started driving.

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Half an hour later Xavier fell asleep and we were still in the car driving to the unknown destination. I can tell we left the city and we are going up north now. We stayed on the highway for another 50 minutes or so before we exited and passed a couple of blocks until we reached a neighborhood of mansions that had their own couple of acres of land. We kept going on we reached the end of the block and we pulled into the long driveway. It was a two-floor house with a waterfront. The gates had two lions facing outward and one lion in the water fountain.

(Picture of the mansion)

They parked the car and started getting out. I carried Xavier out of the car and we walked to the front door and one guy unlocked it. I stepped inside and the smell of food hit me like a train. My stomach grumbled loudly all four of them turned their head towards me.

"Don't look at me like that I didn't eat lunch, you guys kinda ruined my plans to eat after throwing away the trash." They all turned their heads back and continued to lead me down a long hallway. We stopped at the third door which they knocked on and waited for the person on the other side to open. I heard not one but two locks unlock before the door opened.

The man appeared to be in his mid or late twenties, he had wavy black hair, bright blue eyes, and full lips that fit perfectly onto his tan skin. He was wearing a navy blue suit and brown shoes. "Boss this is her." The man with the gun said. "I see that James." The guy in the suit says. His voice was deep and raspy again he had a similar accent to the girl. "Take the boy to the guest room." He ordered."Are you planning on killing me?" I asked bluntly looking at the guy with the suit. He looked over at me and took a while to respond.

Does it really take you that long to think if you're going to kill someone?

He didn't answer my question instead he repeated what he said before to James. James turned around to face me and started to reach for Xavier. I kissed Xavier gently removed his arms from my neck and turned him around for James to be able to carry him like how I was doing. "Be gentle please, make sure to cover him with a blanket only from the waist down," I told James. He nodded stiffly and proceeded to leave the room. The attention then turned to me.

"Alejandra and Anthony you can go now I'll handle it from here." The suit guy said to him. "Are you sure Juan?" Alejandra the girl said. "Yes, por favor vete." (Please leave.) "Ok hermano." (brother.) Alejandra and the bald guy exit the room and I'm left with Juan, but he's not number one. I now knew that they were related.

"Cariño (sweetheart) you witnessed something you shouldn't have, you made my people lose some precious time to go collect my money. And I get very angry when things get in the way of me making money." Juan said as soon as the doors closed. "I just walked out at the wrong time. I didn't want to witness anything so I decided to leave. I told your people that I didn't see anything but they still decided to take me. Not only am I here but as well as my son. You didn't answer my question from before are you planning on killing me? What's going to happen to my son?" I asked him.

And once again he didn't answer instead he started to speak again. "You and your son will be staying in a guest room for the time being."

Is this puto (bïtch) really not answering my questions? My son's life and mine are at risk, I can turn around at any moment and be shot. I can feel my phone in my bra, I only have to get in the guest room or bathroom to call for help.

As if he read my thoughts he walks towards me, "I'm going to have to pat you down now, I don't want to risk having the police called because of you." He finally reached me and he pushed me to the side where the wall was. He started from my legs, lifted up my pants a little bit from my ankles, and checked my socks. His hands then went for my legs, then he reached my butt gave it a squeeze,e and then proceeded to search in the two back pockets. Then he went towards my area, which was very uncomfortable especially when he gave it a tap which made me jump. "Hey be careful." I started to get nervous once he reached my waist.

Please don't feel the phone

Please don't feel the phone

His hands continued up until he reached my boobs, he felt around but didn't say anything. "Ok, you're good." He said.

What a relief

HA you sucker

He turned me around and looked at me and smiled, it wasn't a real smile though. "Your phone is in your bra left boob. Please take it out." Juan said. "I don't know what you're talking about I left my phone back at the restaurant. If you are trying to insult by saying one boob is bigger or more firm than the other in a nice way please stop talking." I told him not want to give him the phone. "One thing you should learn that can really help you if you do not want to get killed is to listen to my orders. I do not have a lot of patience, hand me your phone." He said roughly stepping closer to me.

"Come on Juan be number one," I said jokingly with a lopsided smile. He didn't smile or say anything he took any other step towards me and pushed me against the wall. "What's up with all the pushing, treat me like a lady dios mio (my God)," I said. He didn't respond he lifted my shirt which I instantly pulled back down. "What do you think you're doing? Are you crazy? Do you have any respect for women? You never pull up a girl's shirt. Didn't your mom teach you that?" I yelled. His eyes meant mine in a heartbeat and his eyes turned cold, he pulled the shirt up roughly, and there it was, my one way out of here ticket was leaving me. His hands reached from my boob which he tugged harshly on. My phone fell on the ground and my nipple was playing peek-a-boo. I shoved my nipple back in its place as he bent down and picked up my phone.

He grabbed the phone from the floor and held it up to me then dropped it again and stomped on it repeatedly. I looked down regretfully at my phone how was I supposed to get my son and me out of here now? "You made a bad choice in doing that, once people cannot reach me they start to get worried and then they'll call the cops then they will start looking for me," I yelled out at him. He looked at the crushed phone and picked it up and he placed it back on his desk. I heard some loud cries and screaming coming from the hallway. I looked at Juan "That's Xavier he's hungry." I told Juan not so number one.

He nodded his head and told me to follow him out of his office. He leads me down farther into the hallways into the room where Xavier was being held. He opened the door and we saw James, the bald guy, and Alejandra all trying to calm down Xavier, they were all making funny faces and dancing goofily. Juan cleared his throat and all three of them heard it and locked eyes with Juan, "Juan, the boy won't stop crying." The bald guy tried to explain. I entered the guest room and took a look. The walls were a light gray with white trimming along the border, all the furniture was black, and there was a couple of paintings hanging from a wall. I picked up Xavier and walked to his bag where I kept his snacks and some of his toys and grabbed his teddy bear which instantly made him stop crying and the three goofs looked relieved.

Three fücking morons

"Do you have any food?" I asked all of them. Juan nodded his head and led me out of the room and back into the hallway. We entered the kitchen and there was an older lady there cooking some meat on the stove. "Como estás mi hijo?" (How are you, my son?) She asked Juan. "I'm good mama, is the food ready?" "Si it's ready ven a comer." (Yes, Come eat)

She looked over to Xavier and me and looked at us confusedly then looked at Juan. "Ma this is Camila and her son Xavier they will be staying with us for a while." She nodded her head and said a small hello and I gave her a small wave. She gave me a final nod after she finished eyeing me.

I'm a young mom so don't judge me

I bet she was young too when she had kids of her own

Juan pointed to the table and said sit. He got a plate and served me some food that was already done. He placed silver utensils beside me and left the kitchen. I placed Xavier down on the chair beside me and started to cut up the meat and started to feed him and myself. Within a few minutes, we devoured the food and I told Xavier to stay seated and I grabbed the plate and started washing the dishes. "No no no mi hija no. You don't wash dishes leave that alone." She told me but I shook my head "It's okay I got this." I told her and finished what I started.

I settled the fork and knife into the dishwasher and spotted a cutting knife I quickly grabbed it and placed it on my side so it was being held by pants and underwear. Juan then walked into the kitchen.

Just in time I just have to wait for the perfect time to make a move

**AUTHORS NOTE

So here it is the first chapter of my new book. I hope you enjoyed reading this long chapter!

Until next time,

Xoxo

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