That was my initial thought as a man emerged out of the SUV. I don’t know his name but he’s already become familiar to me. He’s one of Mr. Montevalles' men. He’s one with Saab and Iko from the first time I first met every one of them.
“Let me go!” I shouted to the police in a panic. He smirked down at me and pushed me to the guy who immediately took an even tight grip on my arm. The police opened the backseat door and helped the guy to put me inside. I screamed. Across the street is a small local hardware store. People from across the street watched my struggle but no one dared to step in to help me. If it’s because of the uniformed police with me, I’m not sure.
That’s when I realized what Dion said about the power of the Montevalleses. They have the police and the authority wrapped a
