Then I see Martha shoot Rebel, and he goes down. f**k! “We have to get in there,” I say, showing Alvaro the footage. The door opens and Rebel’s men run out. Two of them are carrying him and the others are firing their weapons. Alvaro puts out his hand to stop me when I try to help them.
“Let them get themselves to safety. We can check on Rebel after. He looks to be breathing.” “f**k! This is turning to s**t. Who are these other men?” “Maybe more cartel or more hired men. I will let my men know they can come,” Alvaro says and takes out his phone to call his men.
I hear motorbikes start up and rev as they all leave. All that remains is Martha and those extra men she hired. They look like f*****g mercenaries. A black van pulls up, and three men rush into the house with what looks like a pe
