Screwed Up

"What happened at the club huh?"

"I have told you already Senor Pablo, some Chavo just came shooting at the crowd, I don't know what went down I swear".

Ricardo, the manager at Coco Bango had been arrested and taken to the station for questioning, he had pleaded not to know anything about what caused the mass hysteria the night the police came to instill calm at his club.

"I give you just one last chance, if you let those guys in again, I'm shutting you down" Inspector Pablo warned as he ordered his release.

"I promise senor, it won't happen again. Gracias… gracias"

"Get out of here!" the inspector yelled.

"Si senor" he bowed and walked out of the office, thumping his fist into the air as he walked towards his car that had been parked in front of the station. He had been arrested on his way to the club at about 9 a.m. while he went to check the level of damage from the incidence the previous night.

"I'm telling you Fernando, that bitch has dumped you for the clown she met just last night"

"Shut the fuck up man; you talk too much, my girl Rosa? She ain't dumping me for no clown" he yelled at his best friend Torres, who had been trying to convince him to let go and forget about Rosa for almost an hour.

"She is definitely coming back to me, I think she is just scared, oh man, I put her in danger, can't you see Torres? It is my fault that she is staying away from me man!" he sobbed and comforted himself.

He had not seen Rosa for almost two weeks since their last outing at the Coco Bango. She had decided to stay off the grid for sometime for the whole incidence to pass away.

🎶" Baby wherever you are…. Remember me!"🎶 he tried to piece together the popular line from Lucky Dube's classic.

"Oh man you are so fucked!" Torres cursed and walked away.

"Fernando! Come up here" his boss, Arturo called from upstairs. Flipping away the sweat that dribbled down his face, he grabbed his jacket and made his way upstairs.

"Yes Arturo?"

"Here, just got this message from Manuel" Arturo handed him a letter in a brown envelope.

"What is this huh?"

"Open it asshole!"

Manuel had sent for Arturo to help him retrieve a package from Javier Carlos.

"He said he needs some men to fuck the old man up"

"You agree to this, eh… Arturo?" Fernando asked rather confused. It was the first time Manuel would be asking Arturo to help him retrieve a package.

"Why doesn't he do it himself eh?"

"I didn't call you in here to debate this okay? You hear me Fernando?"

"Si senor"

"Now.. this is what I want you to do huh… you go downstairs, gather the best men we have and you fuck the idiot up"

"Si Senor, whatever you say" Fernando replied without a thought.

For a moment, Fernando thought he had read out a familiar name..

"Javier Carlos" he read again.

"Yes… Javier Carlos, that's the heir to the Carlos dynasty, make sure you rip him apart. Arturo interrupted.

"Hell yeah, that's the clown that took my girl away the other night, I'm going to make him bleed"

"Just so we are clear Fernando, this ain't no revenge mission, you do as Manuel says and you retrieve that package and take it to him… don't do anything stupid for no bitch you hear me?"

He raised his face from what he was reading and gave Arturo a murderous stare.

"Si Arturo" then he walked away.

"Everyone gather around, we have an important assignment from Arturo, everyone, grab your weapons". The head count was 32 men, each with his rifle and machete.

"So, here is the rule, I'm going with seventeen of you for this mission, the rest of you stay back here and continue our operations, make sure everything goes to plan and don't get ripped off you hear me?"

He selected seventeen of the best men, together with his friend Torres.

"Let's move out!"

The team took one of two trucks and headed for the transaction point where Javier was supposedly waiting with the package in hand.

"There is no one here Arturo!" Fernando yelled over phone.

"Calm down mate! I'll get back to you, just stay put"

Arturo' hung up and dialed Manuel's number.

"Yes?" a deep voice answered at the other end.

"It's Arturo, let me speak to your boss"

"One moment please" the voice said and hanged up.

"What is it Arturo?" Manuel asked as he called back.

"Are you fucking with me? Eh Manúel, where that hell is the package you said I should retrieve eh?"

"What do you mean? The package is right there, did you go to the right location?"

"What the fuck does that mean Manuel? My men are there right now and there is no one there, is this some sort of game or what? You don't want to mess with me chavo, you dare not" he threatened.

"Shut the fuck up Arturo, I'll get back to you, tell your boys to stay put till I get back to you"

"You better get back to me as soon as possible or I'm calling back my men"

The phone buzzed and beeped….

"Hello? How may I help you" a lady answered at the other end of the phone.

"This is Senor Manuel, let me speak with your boss"

"Sorry, he is not around right now"

"Where the fuck is he!" Manuel thundered in anger.

"Take it easy Senor, he is in a meeting right now"

"You listen to me carefully bitch, if your master doesn't call me in the next five minutes, I'll make sure you regret ever working for him…. Now get him on the phone!"

"I'm sorry Sir, I can't do that right now" the lady said and hanged up

"Fuck you bitch, you hang up the phone on me?"

He redialed Arturo's number …..

"Si? Where the hell is the package?"

"I think there is a mistake somewhere Arturo, the clown bringing the package is in some sort of a meeting right now".

"Fuck you Manuel, you let me send my boys out when you wasn't sure the package was ready? Fuck you!"

Arturo hanged up and called his boys to return to base.

"I knew this motherfucker was going to screw us over Arturo" Fernando yelled out of frustration and anger when they got back to base.

"Relax Fernando, relax he's definitely going to call us back"

"He better!"

Manuel never called back as all his attempts to reach Javier through his assistant were futile.

This time, he was going out to get the package himself.

"You dare not screw with Manuel, you little brat!" he swore and gathered his men to storm Javier's office.

"We leave no stone unturned! Destroy everything! everything!" he instructed his boys as they drove off to get the package.