"What's with all the shouting?" Seth asks as we walk into the main room of the temple where we see Santanico and two other men. One of them is sitting down, handcuffed. "What's this all about? Narciso's a stand-up guy. He saved my ass once. You, on the other hand..." He walks towards a Hispanic man standing next to Kisa.
"Welcome to the Twister." His obvious mexican accent coming through. "Can I get you anything?"
"You know what I want?" Seth asks, standing in front of the man. "I want a gold medal. I want a podium. I want to hear the national anthem playing while the goddamn blue angels fly over my head, and then I think I want to be on some cereal boxes, because in case you haven't noticed, Carlito, we just pulled off a job that had an extremely high level of difficulty."
"Richard..." Santanico looks to him.
"Yeah." He nods, briefly looking to me. "I got it." She starts to walk to him but the man who goes by Carlos, stops her.
"Oh-oh-oh-oh. Mi diosa. You're forgetting about something." He says, standing in front of her. "The money." Turning towards Seth, he continues. "Where is it?"
"The bonds are in a safe place." Seth says, walking past Carlos. Something familiar about him strikes me in the memory but I can't put my finger on it. "That's exactly where they're gonna stay."
"I'm sorry. ¿Qué?" Carlos makes a face at Seth and our eyes follow his movement.
"What are you talking about, Seth?" Richard asks his brother.
"I'm talking about my take, Richard,"He says. "For this whole miserable job. Two jobs, actually... The bank robbery that nearly got me killed and your little imaginary heist that nearly got me buried... Literally."
"So you're just gonna take my money, too?" Richie protests.
"Well, what do you care?" Seth questions. "You already got what you wanted, right? Slithering around in your gullet. So why don't you go do whatever the hell it is you're gonna do, okay? This is where I get off...we actually." Seth says, pulling me to his side. I mentally thank him for not making me stay here.
"Your brother and I need that money." Santanico states.
"My brother?" Seth raisies his eyebrows. "I think my brother's gonna be just fine without it."
"Well, I won't be." Carlos scoffs, stepping forward.
"Well, you're gonna do whatever your boss tells you to do. 'Cause that's exactly what she is, right..." Seth asks Carlos. "Your little bitch? She's your boss, not mine." He finishes, shaking his head.
"No, Seth." Carlos says and all of the sudden, the man who saved Seth earlier who is also in handcuffs stands up. He tells his men to come out and they all come from the shadows, aiming weapons at all of us. Even at Santanico. "I'm moving up in the world."
"Well, I guess Uncle Eddie was right." Seth chuckles. "Assholes do have friends."
Narciso moves towards Seth. "I thought you were leaving."
"It's one thing to ditch your brother, another to leave him outnumbered in a fight." Seth tells the man.
You don't really expect to walk out of here?" He gives a smirk of interest.
"I'm sorry... Were you not here earlier?" Seth asks, waving his arms around. "It was a goddamn bloodsucker rave, and I'm still standing. So I'm warning you, slick... You better find another way to make some cash, 'cause today ain't your payday."
"Tell us where the bonds are." Carlos demands, stepping forward. "Let's finish this without bloodshed."
"You kill me, you're never gonna find out." Seth challenges.

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LA DIOSA ➪ RICHIE GECKO
FanfictionTHIS BOOK IS FINISHED AND THE SEQUEL IS UP "what is a pretty little thang like you doing with that gecko brother." "this pretty little, thang, is about to blow your brains out if you don't shut the fuck up" ~~~~ I started this book in 2017 when I...