“Puta better have my money” Valeria held her hand out, her tone not even showing any anger or emotion, just calm and expecting.

Your heart was racing as you tried to think of a way to explain your situation to her, you couldn’t gather the whole 20,000 in time. Her eyes turned cold as she pinned you against the wall.

“Where’s the money?” You could hear the click of her handgun as she traced it across your temple. Her brows furrowed, gritting her teeth.