Money brings Death.

He smiled and replied, "Hmm... yeah sure kiddo, wanna smuggle some Coke?"

I refused his offer and left that place. I was walking on the footpath, thinking what should I do to earn money!!

I was feeling hungry,  I had the money but I thought that I should go back home and rest.

It was 7 0'clock, cold breezes started and I was just wearing a shirt and a useless hat. My body was freezing like hell, I just wanted to reach the home ASAP, it wasn't that far. I was living in Father John Adam's house, which was near a Church in Clifton. It was an apartment actually not that good but enough for three men living. I finally reached home it was on the third floor. The damn door was open, but without caring about it I just entered, and that when I saw everything was broken and scattered. But my eyes were on the table which was flipped with a blood trail beneath it. I moved towards it and flipped it over and there was a note saying that "Hello, Madafaka we've got your priest if you wanna get'em back, come at Old Jeroge Cathedral Brownsville, Brooklyn before midnight, and remember, NO COPS"'

I got afraid after reading that note, I was confused about everything that happened and it was unimaginable. I thought that "Why would anyone do this with me, I don't even have money for my own living. Why would anyone do this? Why??" It was helpless to contact cops, so I decided to do it as the note said, there was real blood which showed that all that was real and Father was actually seized. It was 9 0'clock already, so I started movin' for Brooklyn. It took me about two hours to get there. I was there before midnight, maybe 11 0'clock.

Luckily I found the cathedral it was deserted, no one was there. Not a single street lamp was working. I stepped into that cathedral, it was dark and dingy. Someone opened the door of a room which was in the hallway on the second floor and said to come over. I entered that room and there was Father Adam tied on a chair while that man was sitting beside him on another chair handing a pistol. He introduced himself "I am Lorenzo, please come and sit here. I know what you are thinking right now, your anger is reasonable but I did this because it was an order, you should sit so we can talk."

I sat on a chair and stammered "What do you want from me? I don't e-even have enough money to live, why are you doing this to us?"

He consoled "We have lost our men and we want you to do something for us, if you do then we'll let Father Adam go and your Brother will live a good life."

I snapped "How do you know about Flavio, what did you done to him?"

He Laughed "Don't worry Jake, he is fine and if you do this job nicely then we'll pay for his treatments."

I sighed "What do I have to do for you? And why me?"

"Juan told me about you he said that you are the guy we need, you just need a reason to do it. I want you to smuggle these bags to New Mexico which is really far from here, it would take you two days to get there, If everything goes well then we'll give you enough money to live a better life. You have one week to complete your job." he offered.

"Alright I will do this but why there was blood on my apartment's carpet, what did you do Father?" I rebuked.

He answered "Listen Pal it wasn't Adam's blood, it was Miguel's, the man you just pierced with a piece of broken glass today. He didn't died, you just knocked him out. But to do the job we used his blood this is simple as it sounds. And yeah... never open the bags."

I was sweating like hell my throat was thirsty and my hands were shaking after he told me that, he killed the man.

I took the bag and said him to escort Adam safely, I never thought that I am gonna end up here. There wasn't any way to get out of it.

I started to head for New Mexico by the car he gave me. It took me three days to get there and to find the place where it should be delivered.  It was a poker club, I left bags at the table Lorenzo told me. My job was done, It was midnight. I decided to rest in a motel and leave tomorrow. I slept and that moment I woke up my eyes torn apart, I was ***** just wearing underwear and tied up in that hot flaming desert where the sun was on fire. A man came and started beating me with his legs and, I was just half-conscious. And that man took me inside to some kind of bunker, where he tied me up on a chair and there was one more guy tied up next to me his face was all covered in blood that room was more like a torture chamber, it felt good as I entered because of the low temperature but I started freezing in a while. And there comes the brother of the Boss of Juarez Cartel, his name was Marcola, he was the brother of El Chango the drug kingpin of Mexico. He entered the room and started talking in Spanish, I wasn't understanding anything but that man next to me was understanding and Marcola started beating him badly, he moved to me and said something then I said: "I can only sp-speak English and Italian."

He laughed "Si señor, I can also speak English...... So, why were you smuggling those bags in my territory, didn't you knew about me? Or you did it on purpose? Tell me!!"

I gasped "They ordered me to do this, I don't know why? Let me go!!'

"Interesting, let me first talk to this boy here." Marcola said.

That boy babbled "Let me go señor, It was not my fault. You can have all the money in that bag."

Marcola picked that bag from the ground and took out a bundle of cash, they were stuck to each other so he licked his fingers and use them to remove cash from each other, he did it several times.

After doing that he told his men to go and he'll come later. His men left and then he turned back towards us.

That wounded boy started talking "You can have it all just let me g..."

Marcola Shot that boy on his head, all his blood fell all over and on my face too. I was terrified as he shot that poor guy and now he was  going to shoot me he took his gun and pointed it towards me and said "You can't do business in my territory."

His fingers were on the trigger, My hands and legs were tied, it was impossible to move an inch. He was just going to shoot me but he fell on his knees and there was some kind of white liquid coming from his mouth, after that he stopped breathing, he died without any clue. I was confused, terrified and relieved at the same moment but things turned worse, There was a slight sound of cops siren coming and it was real, I got more and more terrified after that because there were two dead bodies with me and I wasn't abled to move.

I was still trying to shake that chair to escape and that worked my legs were tied very roughly, so their ropes broke easily. But my hands were tied. I opened the door, there was no one, my face was covered in blood, and the sound of cops siren was more audible because they were coming near and near. I fell there because I was done for this, my body wasn't able to move after those motherfuckers kicked me like animals.

At that moment I started to believe that this is my end I failed in everything. The Cops were coming and my story was going to end.

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