AT THE JEWELRY STORE.

Torillio was sitting on the couch with a vape in his hand. "She’s ignoring my calls; she’s new." "Is she really ready to work?" He puffed the smoke in circles.

"What's your plan, boss?" "Fight Brandon?" his men asked him.

"No Santiago" "This issue is different, whether I fight him or not. Time will tell." Torillio opened up the drape. "She is here. Let her in immediately."

They welcomed Vanessa into his office. "Sit down!" Torrilio ordered anxiously. "Why weren't you picking up my call?"

"I’m sorry, I was in a…. It's complicated. I'm here now. She replied, stammeringly. "It's no problem. Your stupid brother will be joining us. We're sure he’ll meet us here."

"Whats wrong? Were you crying?" Torillio asked Vanessa. Her eyes were heavy and red. "No," she said, sniffing heavily in her breath.

"Just get yourself in order; I hope you’ll function better that way!" Torillio frowned. He gave the wipes box to Vanessa. She wiped her face with it. Torillio held her face i