Falling all in you

Part 3: Unresolved

Carlos POV:

I quickly changed into dry pants and underpants in the locker room when Ms. Tanner left. She's a piece of work I say. Going overboard with her questions. My career is there for her to write about and yet she comes in here questioning me about my father. Who the fuck does she think she is? I slammed the locker door after shoving my gym bag in there just thinking about our talk earlier. I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down as I walked over to Danny's office. She's just another nosy reporter, that's all she is. Don't mind her, my thoughts to make myself feel a bit better.

I can hear the sound of the tv as I got closer to the office. I entered to find Jacob watching while Danny was on the phone. "For goodness sake Jake, turn that fucking thing down." I said, shaking my head. I took a seat by Danny's desk, took out my phone, clicked on Youtube and scroll down random videos. I looked at Danny from time to time. Sometimes I'd catch him running his hand on his face. Hmmm trying to get some blood flowing to his brain I guess. I don't blame the guy, he's been working so hard and also one of the most hard working people I know.

"So how was it? Did you give anything away that could ruin your reputation?" he said, mockingly.

I shook my head, and also showing an expression that I was not in the mood to talk about it. "No more reporters please especially her." I said with my eyes rolled.

"She got under your skin, didn't she?"
I shrugged my shoulders while still paying attention to my phone. "So? That's like all the reporters."

"Tell me, what did she hit you with?"

"I don't know, just a lot of crap."

"Yup, she got you." She said, tapping the desk as if he was happy his guess was right. "At least it's over now." He said and I just shook my head with disappointment.

Our conversation was cut short when somebody knocked at the door, followed by a head poking in. I couldn't quite see as my back was facing the door.

"Oh, it's one of your guys Carlos." Danny, nodded at me.

"What is it?" I said, my voice gruff and my back still facing him.

"You need to see this," he said.

I followed him to the car, that he and a three of my father's men were. The trunk opened up and inside was a man tied up, and also unconscious.

"Is this him?" I asked.

They nodded.

"Are you sure?" I gazed at one of them.

"Yes boss." He said his voice shaken.

"Good." I paused and reaching out to see if his breathing was still okay from the tape on his mouth. I slowly took it off . "Okay, you know where to take him."

They hopped back in the car and drove away.

I turned around and dialed on my phone . It rang three times and then a lady answered.

"I need to speak to Juan Salvador." I said.

"May I ask who's speaking?", she asked.

"It's Carlos. His son," I said.

"Oh I'm very sorry Sir, but Mr. Salvador is in a meeting right now. Can he return -

"Yeah, that's okay. Just have him return the call please."

"Okay sir. Have a nice day."

I hung up.