Rebel
Trish and I just left the house. I am taking her to a check-up, and she seems to be in better spirits today. My mom is still staying with us so she can help with Zia. So far, there has been no retaliation from the cartel. But I will not let my guard down. I still have a feeling that this is not over. There are so many things that don’t sit right with me. I still have people looking into it, and knowing Dom, he hasn't dropped this either.
He is another person I am worried about. He has been too quiet and withdrawn. He came as soon as he heard about Trish, but he couldn’t stay long. We have been chatting and video calling, but I can see it in his eyes. He is not okay and the only way I know to help him is to find answers for him. “Rebel?” I hear Trish say and I look over. I didn’t r
