Ed suddenly leaned back and planted his big black work boot on Luis' chest while he kept a grip on his arms.

"Listen carefully to me Luis. Do I have your attention?" Ed's voice was cold and angry. The rage Luis had been looking for was arriving but it was still a slow build up.

Luis was having trouble breathing as the boot was pushing so hard on his chest and his arms were being pulled hard in the opposite direction. His shoulders felt like they were going to pop out. Luis was gritting his teeth in his own rage and spittle was leaking from his lips. "I'M GOING TO...