“Callarse la boca.” Alejandro hissed, glaring at you.

You’d betrayed Los Vaqueros- and Alejandro had been the one to find out… but he didn’t want to hand you in just yet

He shoved you into the car, your hands cuffed behind your back as you asked where you were going

“Callarse la boca!” He repeated, glaring at him. “Just… let me think.”