Chapter Eighty Six- The Devil’s Lair

The past few days had been tough. They were all sitting ducks. Nobody knew what to do. Rafael was sat with his mind going out of its wits. He didn’t know what to do. The man was trying his best to waltz into Andrew’s house but he had been stopped. “Why can’t I go in? If I had gone into his house the first day I left Andrew’s office… Mikey would be here with us.” Rafael put his head in his hands, tugging at his hair. Arturo placed a comforting hand on the man’s shoulder. Mia shared a look with Lorenzo who shook his head. They were all upset. At the same time, the three young children were also naive in Arturo’s eyes. The man was firm in his plan. He stated that no one, not even Rafael could walk in guns blazing. They needed to sit and come up with a proper game plan. Sitting and plotting is much different compared to when you’re actually encountering the situation. When you’re faced with a real actual threat right in front of you… even years of planning can turn