You and Valeria had been inseparable. From working together in the Special Forces, to you even working as her right hand in her cartel. You were best friends. Atleast that’s what you thought.

She told you to come to her office one day for a meeting, and as you walk in your immediately slammed to the floor, with her kicking you repeatedly.

“Pathetic. You thought we were friends? No. I just needed you to get where I am now.” she says, staring down at you on the ground, while you’re badly beaten.