"You're late."

Clearing his throat, Alfredo only turned to look at Felipe giving him a side glance and nothing else, he turned to walk away.

"I know, I could care less."

"Uncle Benito was on the phone looking for you." Felipe added, suddenly Alfredo was paying attention. A shiver ran down his spine for some reason. Anything to do with Benito held no graceful news.

"And?"

"They found the Congolese girls... and we're being investigated. Everything is under control, Uncle Benito only requested that, if you can't manage... he is willing to take over for his brother's sake."

Alfredo let out a cynical laugh. "I need a drink." He said...