Chapter 3
"Hmm, nice to see you again too."
Leon walked into the kitchen and pulled out a beer. Dom loomed behind him and blocked the doorway, preventing any escape.
"So what happened it Cancun?" Dom asked, leaning against the counter tops, his massive arms crossed over his chest."
Leon gave him a look that showed not only free and panic, but also respect; not for Dom but for Gia herself.
"I can't tell you dawg. It's gotta stay that way. You know what they say, 'what happens in Cancun, stays in Cancun'. Beside. It wouldn't do that to Gia."
"But you would leave her after you slept with her?" Dom shot back, trying to keep his cool least he lose feeling in his other hand. Or worse, Gia would show Letty how to make him lose feeling elsewhere.
"Look, I just need to know, did you care for her?"
"Yes. I can say I did. And I can also say that I didn't leave her and that I would never have done that had she stayed in the damn room." He took a quick drink and continued. "Look, I get pissed off because she left me. I called her when she left, she didn't answer to her name."
Dom suddenly smiled, understanding crossing his face.
"Alright. I get it. Go in there and talk to her."
"What?" Leon nearly dropped the beer.
"Hey, you can't go around dropping Corona, that's wasteful. Drop a Zima or something." He took a step away from the door and made a gesture with is hands.
Leon took one last, needed, drink before facing the storm.
She stood in what seemed to be slow motion, her long dark hair moving flowing in a breeze of it's own. That was how he first say her two years ago when the booked to Mexico a couple of years back. A angel in the light to save him. That image was short lived though when he pulled into a room upstairs.
"Have you lost your fucking mind?"
"Hmm, nice to see you again too."
Leon walked into the kitchen and pulled out a beer. Dom loomed behind him and blocked the doorway, preventing any escape.
"So what happened it Cancun?" Dom asked, leaning against the counter tops, his massive arms crossed over his chest."
Leon gave him a look that showed not only free and panic, but also respect; not for Dom but for Gia herself.
"I can't tell you dawg. It's gotta stay that way. You know what they say, 'what happens in Cancun, stays in Cancun'. Beside. It wouldn't do that to Gia."
"But you would leave her after you slept with her?" Dom shot back, trying to keep his cool least he lose feeling in his other hand. Or worse, Gia would show Letty how to make him lose feeling elsewhere.
"Look, I just need to know, did you care for her?"
"Yes. I can say I did. And I can also say that I didn't leave her and that I would never have done that had she stayed in the damn room." He took a quick drink and continued. "Look, I get pissed off because she left me. I called her when she left, she didn't answer to her name."
Dom suddenly smiled, understanding crossing his face.
"Alright. I get it. Go in there and talk to her."
"What?" Leon nearly dropped the beer.
"Hey, you can't go around dropping Corona, that's wasteful. Drop a Zima or something." He took a step away from the door and made a gesture with is hands.
Leon took one last, needed, drink before facing the storm.
She stood in what seemed to be slow motion, her long dark hair moving flowing in a breeze of it's own. That was how he first say her two years ago when the booked to Mexico a couple of years back. A angel in the light to save him. That image was short lived though when he pulled into a room upstairs.
"Have you lost your fucking mind?"