"Take the gun."

"Run Cat!"

"Take the gun."

"Don't do it! Run Cat!'




"Nobody messes with the Recinos gang. Nobody."

".Miguel, ¿qué hacemos con Enrique?" Miguel, what do we do about Enrique?

"Él va a estar bien. Ahora entrar en el coche!" He is going to be fine. Get in the car!

"Cat? Cat? Wake up! Cat!" Cat felt hands on her arms and face. She was tossing and turning and squealing. As if she was having a night terror.

"Ahh!" Cat popped up and sweat was just pouring down her forehead. Her chest was sighing heavily and her hair was sopping wet. Then Cat noticed who was around her. The nurse who came in earlier, her name is. . Rosemary. Katey Miller from Hermosa Habana, Detective David Hernandez and Detective Lina Richardson. Another figure was in the corner and Car couldn't really see him.

"Are you okay? Cat are you okay?" Whoever asked Cat that touched her and arm and she quickly yanked away.

"Get your grubby hands off of me! Leave me alone!" Cat yelled. Everyone kind of backed away except Katey and the detectives. Detective Richardson and Detective Hernandez looked at each other briefly.

"Cat, do you think you can answer a few more questions?" Detective Richardson asked.

"Um, I guess so."

"Excuse us. We will only be a few minutes." Everybody looked at Hernandez and then slowly they slipped out.

"I need to ask you something. Did any of the men with masks, did they say anything to a name? Did they say a name?" They both looked at Cat and Cat just faced the window next to her bed.

"I don't remember."

"It's okay, just take your time." Cat thought hard. She thought she heard a name in her dream. Reynosa . . . maybe. . . Renato maybe.

"Something with a R in the beginning. I can't remember the name though. I'm sorry detectives." Cat looked at Hernandez and then back to Richardson.

"Okay. If you need anything please call us. Do you still have that card I gave you?" Cat nodded her head.

"Alright, I'll see you later." Then both detectives were gone just like that. Cat rubbed her face with her hands and felt the cold sweat. She leaned back downward and took a deep breath.

"Hey, Cat." The figure Cat couldn't figure out was now walking towards her. He had dark chocolate brown hair and the darkest brown eyes anybody could dream of. He had nice tan skin, which was kind of hot. He was muscular but not too built and was tall.

"Do you remember me?" He sat down next to her bed and grabbed her hand.

"Uh, yes, I do remember you. Enrique…I met you when I was at Hermosa Habana. Thanks for stopping by and seeing me." She smiled. He smiled back in a weird chuckle.

"Yes, I definitely remember you. So, Katey tells me that you are considering moving in with her. Is that true?"

"I am thinking about it. I mean, I have no friends and no family to stay with. Why?" Cat sat back up suspiciously.

"Reason being is because I live with her and her sister, Susie. My mother also lives with us."

"Wow, that's sounds like a full house."

"I've been living with Katey for a couple of years now." Enrique sat down beside her on the bed.

"How old are you now?"

"I am fixing to turn 17 in a couple of months. How about yourself?" He asked.

"I just turned 15 a couple of months ago. Why are you living with Katey?" Cat wondered. Had he been in the same situation?

"My mother worked for Katey when it first opened then she was killed in a car crash."

"What about your father?"

"He was a part of a group I don't need to speak of. He's the leader now. He's dead to me though." Enrique looked away for a brief moment then returned his attention back to Cat.

"I'm sorry to hear about your father. I—"

"He wasn't a father," Cat turned her head and her voice started cracking but was serious. "He was not a father. He was a monster. And don't feel sorry for me. By all means don't because I can take care of myself. I have been for the last couple of years now." Cat looked back at Enrique.

"He was a monster," She said in a low tone. She then looked at Enrique was a very intent look in her eye. "Why are you really hear Enrique? Is it to get me to move elsewhere besides with Katey? If it is, then it's not working. I'm coming to live with you all." Cat said.

"No, I actually came here for two things. Number one: See how you were doing. Number two: To just talk."

"We just met yesterday and you want to talk?" Cat asked in disbelief.

"Yes, I figured if we are going to be in the same household together then we should get to know each other. Besides, you looked like you needed to talk to somebody. So, I am being friendly."

"There's not going to be any funny business around here is there?"

"Not if you don't want any. Then there won't be any." Enrique laughed.

"What? You are kind of confusing me." Cat giggled. Enrique pulled up her hand and laid down a kiss on her hand.

"We wouldn't want that now would we?" Enrique winked. The nurse just happened to walk into the room.

"Hey, Cat, are you feeling any better?"

"Yeah, I do actually."

"Well after you see your doctor today, I think you'll be able to go home." The nurse smiled and left the room.

"Cat, what is your name? Full name I mean."

"It's Catalina Maria Valencia Daniels. Catalina was after my great grandmother. Maria is from my grandmother and Valencia from my mother. Enrique what is your name?"

"Enrique. . ."

"Enrique. . .what?" Just then the doctor came in.

"Hey Cat, all I have to do is check your chart and if your all clear you can go home." The doctor looked at Enrique, who was holding Cat's hand, and then at Cat who smiled nervously.

"It looks like your all set. Your ride is outside. Hopefully I won't see you soon. Good luck!" And with that the doctor left. Cat jumped up out of bed and toward her stack of clothes.

"Enrique, you think you could wait for me outside the room?"

"Oh yeah sure." He left without further hesitation. Cat closed the door and hurriedly got dressed. She was fixing her hair when she accidentally hit her stomach. Wincing in pain, she lifted her shirt just below the breast bone. There was a purple bruise and it starting to yellow around the edges. She quickly yanked down the shirt, fixed her hair, and left the hospital room with Enrique. Once in the elevator they were both quiet.

"After you get settled and all that, do you want to go walk on the beach? By the time you get done un packing and all that you'll need a good break."

"Thanks and I'd like that." She smiled.

Little did she know what she was in for.

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