Fernando Sanchez Morales disconnected the call, set the cell phone aside, and then leaned forward, placing his head in his hands. He hadn’t slept much in the past couple days and it was starting to catch up with him. Or no—days wasn’t right. It was more like months. Over a year since he’d started having restless nights. And it didn’t help that last night Araceli had locked him out of their bedroom.
Jose Luis said, “How bad is it?”
Fernando ran his fingers through his hair and looked up at his right-hand man.
“Very bad. They had a decoy convoy running through the Hot Lands this morning when it was attacked. Everybody was killed.”
Jose Luis frowned.
“Decoy convoy?”
“They tried to trap him. They put the word out that they were transporting her and the children, and they drove around, hoping that he would attack. Which he did. Three fucking SUVs, all of them loaded with armed men. It’s unreal.”
“And then?”
Fernando released a heavy sigh, shaking his head slowly.
“Then he managed to track down where they were hiding her and the children. They think he tortured one of the men from the convoy for the information.”
“He took them, didn’t he.”
Jose Luis didn’t bother making it a question.
Fernando nodded.
“Yes, he took them. Killed the five men they had guarding them. As of right now, they don’t know where he’s taken them.”
Jose Luis started to say something but paused.
Fernando said, “Go ahead and say it.”
Jose Luis hesitated again before he swallowed and blurted it out.
“You’re the only one left.”
Fernando glared back at his right-hand man. It wasn’t anything Jose Luis had done that suddenly raised his ire, but simply the realization that it was true. He was the only one left. Or wait—not him so much as his wife and son.
Fernando leaned back in his chair, tipping his face up to stare at the ceiling. Above them was the master bedroom, with Araceli and Ignacio locked somewhere inside. The last interaction Fernando had with them did not go well. He’d grabbed Araceli’s hair, had scared his son to the point that Ignacio had looked at him like he was a monster. God forbid, if something were to happen to them, he didn’t want that to be their last memory of him.
Only no, he wasn’t going to let that happen. He wasn’t like the others. They had been stupid. Careless. Reckless to an extent. They hadn’t had what it took to keep their families safe. But he did. After all, his wife and son were still alive, weren’t they? The Devil hadn’t managed to get them yet. What was to say he would manage to get them at all?
Jose Luis said, “Maybe you should take them out of the country.”
Fernando thought about it for a moment, then shook his head.
“No. I’m not going to show fear like that.”
Jose Luis’s face tensed. It was clear his right-hand man didn’t approve of this line of thinking. But that didn’t matter to Fernando. There was a reason he was at the head of the family. There was a reason he had gotten this far. He knew when to take risks and he knew when to play it safe. He also knew, above all else, to never show fear. And it wasn’t just for the Devil’s benefit. It was for the benefit of the other cartels. He would be the last man standing. The one who hadn’t lost his wife and son to the Devil.
Fernando pushed back from the table and stood up.
“Get more men to patrol the perimeter. I want this place guarded to the hilt.”
Jose Luis nodded and watched his boss start out of the room.
“Where are you going?”
“Up to see my wife and son. Now do as I say.”
Seconds later he was upstairs and standing in front of the master bedroom door. Two of the bodyguards sat outside farther down the hallway. Fernando gave them a look, and they stood and shuffled downstairs to give him privacy.
Fernando tried the doorknob. It was locked, just as he had expected. He knocked quietly and whispered to the door.
“Araceli.”
No answer.
He knocked again, a bit louder now.
“Araceli, open the door.”
No answer, though he heard movement somewhere in the bedroom. He thought he sensed her standing right on the other side of the door.
“Araceli, I’m sorry about yesterday. It was wrong of me. But sometimes I feel you don’t understand how serious the situation is. Just this morning, the Escalante family was attacked. A whole convoy was taken out. And Escalante’s wife and children—”
He paused there, not bothering to say the rest. Besides, he had a feeling he didn’t need to say the rest. Araceli was a smart woman. She could fill in the blanks.
A couple seconds passed, and then he heard the soft click of the bolt turning.
The door opened just a bit, and Araceli peered out at him.
“They’re dead?”
Fernando nodded, though he didn’t know for certain whether or not they were dead. If they weren’t dead by now, they would be soon.
“Yes. He killed over a dozen men to get to them. He’ll stop at nothing. That’s why it’s so important that you and Ignacio stay in this house. It’s for your protection. Do you understand me?”
Araceli didn’t open the door any farther. She just stood there, staring out at him, and nodded.
Fernando said, “Can I come in?”
She seemed to think about it for a long moment, and then nodded again and stepped back, opening the door even wider.
Fernando stepped inside. He saw Ignacio lying on the bed, hiding under the covers.
“Ignacio, look at me.”
Saying it in his soothing voice, the kind that promised he was not the monster his son had witnessed yesterday.
The covers shifted, and his son peeked up at him.
Fernando smiled and motioned Ignacio toward him.
“Come give me a hug.”
His son didn’t move at first, just stared at him from the bed. Then slowly he crawled out of the bed and made his way over to his father.
Fernando kneeled down to hug his son first, then stood to embrace his wife. He hated how he sometimes acted with them, but sometimes anger came to him too easily. Something simple could set him off, and when it was around his men that was one thing, but not around his wife and son.
In the hallway there were footsteps, and Jose Luis cleared his throat.
“Sir? I need to see you immediately.”
Fernando held his wife an extra couple of seconds. He smelled her hair, then kissed her on the forehead before he stepped away.
“I’ll be back soon. Okay?”
She nodded, her eyes starting to fill with tears.
Fernando left the bedroom to find Jose Luis and the two bodyguards in the hallway.
“What is it?”
Jose Luis said, “There’s something you need to see.”
The bodyguards stayed behind as Jose Luis led him down the steps and then out toward the front of the house. A car was parked there. Three men sat inside.
Jose Luis filled him in as they approached the car.
“They’re our men from La Miserias. They drove up to the gate minutes ago. Two of them are badly injured. Both need medical attention, but the driver knew better than to take them to a hospital. He thought one of our doctors might be able to help.”
“What happened?”
They had reached the car. Two of the men inside were writhing in pain. Both appeared to be clutching their legs. Fernando stepped even closer and saw that they’d been shot.
The driver said, his voice tremulous, “Can I get out of the car now?”
Fernando leaned down to look at the driver.
“What happened?”
The driver shook his head quickly, as if he was in shock.
“They kicked us out.”
“Who?”
“The town.”
“What do you mean, the town?”
“I mean the town. They fucking kicked us out. Said that if we came back they’d kill us. Now what about a doctor? These guys need help.”
Fernando stepped back from the car. He turned first to stare toward La Miserias. Then he turned back to Jose Luis.
“How many men did you call to protect the perimeter?”
“Ten additional men are coming. They should be here within a half hour.”
Fernando nodded, calculating the number in his head. The men who were already guarding the house and the additional men and how many more men they would need.
“See if you can get ten more.”
Jose Luis stared at him while the driver from the car kept asking for help.
“May I ask why?”
Fernando felt that anger bubbling inside him. Usually it spiked in situations like these, but this was a low boil. He knew that eventually it would explode, but he needed to wait for it to happen at the right time.
“You know exactly why. Get the additional men here as soon as possible. The people in that town thought yesterday was bad? They haven’t even begun to understand true misery.”