Julio "Halcón" Zelaya was talking to the phone, watching a T.V. that announcer Tyus final predicament. The SBK leader was going to prison, as that Watson lady said, and Halcón could make sure that man paid for his actions. "Don't forget the name: Tyus. He's a black man, look for him as soon as you can and don't forget to tell the others," Halcón said to his man. "Oh, also, Eduardo," he started to add in before hanging up. "Asegúrate que ese pendejo se arrepienta de lo que le hizo a Carmen[1]." With that said, he hung up. If a police officer overheard that, they were probably white and didn't know a thing about Spanish, that is what made it a perfect language to use in the city when addressing his men near a police officer's earshot.

He stared at the T.V., at the Tyus man's face. Oh, how he wished he was the one giving Tyus a lesson; how he wished he had the man right in front of him to torture him in numerous ways, all of them so painful the puto will wish he was never even born to begin with. What that man did to Carmen was way beyond unforgivable. Carmen, who had nothing to do there, in Mara Tres' businesses and fights. Carmen...

'Inocente, inocente de todo, no merecía esto[3,' Halcón thought bitterly.

However, even if he couldn't land his own hands to the man that killed his precious sister to cut out every single one of his fingers, he had to keep on. He had to keep Mara Tres standing because, if he only spent his time sulking, his gang might just as well end up as SBK. He didn't want that for Mara Tres, this gang was the family he led and was unwilling to let it down. He still mourned his sister, he still hurt for her, but he had to keep business going.

It was hard, yes, but Halcón knew this is what came with a gang life. He was going to lose people, people that mattered to him, but it was a price he had accepted to pay when he started being head of Mara Tres and he wasn't some pinche cobarde that backed down. No. Halcón Zelaya was more than that, way more.

"One down, a bit more to go," Halcón said as he started summoning some of his men to plan their next movement. With SBK out of the way, there was more territory in the city they could take, and a whole lot of gangs to fight against to ensure and protect their territory. They could save themselves some losses if the others were smart enough to not mess with him or any of his men. He knew not everybody was that smart. Ah, perfect moment to tell the wise from the fools. Perfect moment to make Mara Tres an even greater gang than it already was. Perfect moment to show Halcón Zelaya's cruelty, especially now that his sister was murdered and whatever mercy, if any, he was able to give to rivals is gone for good.

Halcón Zelaya, an already powerful and fearful gang leader, was now going to leave it clearer than ever that nobody messed with him or Mara Tres and got away with it. He was going to make sure only the fools that were willing to die a horrible death would repeat that mistake.

Halcón smirked. He was really looking up to that show. He opened the meeting room's door and entered, ready to spread new horrors in the city.

[1] Make sure that idiot regrets what he did to Carmen.*As a side note, "pendejo" is, in Mexico and probably a good deal of Latin American countries, a really vulgar way to say "idiot"[2] Puto = Faggot[3] Innocent, innocent of everything, she didn't deserve this[4] Pinche cobarde = fucking coward

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