Rico’s POV
I rise up before the sun. I groan. I haven’t had a decent sleep in the last few weeks since Shianna and Jess were taken from us. I get up, shower and dress. I head to the dining room. I feel hungry, but not craving anything special. I first grab one of the many coffee pots in the kitchen and pour me a hot cup. I usually put in some sugar, but since I haven’t been sleeping well I have been taking it black.
“Morning bro.” I hear someone call me as I take my first hot sip of caffeine. I turned and saw a disheveled Sasha trunking into the kitchen. “Wow the world must be ending if you got up early.” I teased her. Sasha is the kind of person that would stay up for about three days straight rather than get up early to get something done. She glared at me. “Shut the hell up. It was Na
