Valeria, a dangerous woman and your older sister. Being related to the leader of the Las Alma’s Cartel had its perks — and being in school with that information, it was hidden.

Valeria had picked you up from school, having you seated on a chair as she cleaned your wounds up. You’ve been hurt by some older kids during lunch and didn’t tell her anything about it to avoid things as she muttered swear words in Spanish.

“Who did this?”

She asked, patching up gauze on your arm.