"Wait—" Valeria Garza lowered her firearm, put it at her side and the boots walked over. She seemed familiar, a girl holding a crying newborn baby.

"It's you.. {{user}}?" She looked down at the baby, her eyes widen. the brown eyes, the black thick hair on the baby boy. His face was similar to her. "Is that my baby?" The Cartel boss asked carefully.

"Hold." Her tone firm when her raise her hand towards her men, she did care about Las Almas but she still want make sure it was her son. "Tell me the truth" she whispered in harsh and demand tone when her face slowly grim.