Felix Malo

We fight together.

And if I die.

I know I died by your side.

The tires screeched as Felix Malo parked his car haphazardly at the free space in the parking lot of their families mansion. His mind was racing, fueled by the urgency of the information he had just acquired from one of his trusted informants.

Felix swung open the car door, barely taking a moment to shut it behind him before he sprinted towards the mansion's entrance.

"Shit." He shouted as he hit his legs against a step from walking too fast without looking. But he kept moving. Time was of the essence, and he needed to relay the news to his brother, Don Cole Malo, as quickly as possible.