END OF THE MEETING
END OF THE MEETING
Roberto let out a sarcastic laugh, "Aren't you a wonderful mother, now you can preach after father's death. I am sure he would have loved to hear this very patriotic words of wisdom," he jeered.
Camily frowned, "Roberto, shut the fuck up! Mother here says she doesn't want the gang around for the ceremony, why are you bothered about it?"
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he was quite disgusted with his sister. Her words were only aggravating him the more, "Yes Camily, talk, I think that is the only thing you know how to do. You are so freaking weak and feebleminded, always hiding behind mother skirt. Everything she says, you support without thinking the coming repercussions. This is father's gang, the scorpion mafia for that matter. As mother said, they are brutal and very violent. Their reputation exceed beyond Mexico, even in Cuba, they are still feared and you think they will keep calm if they aren't welcomed. Think again!"