Chapter 14: Puto

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Rick's P.O.V

We take the boy back to the lab building that we were in earlier for questioning. Lord knows what his people are doing to Kathrine and Glenn right now.

"Those men you were with, we need to know where they went." I ask him.

"I ain't telling you nothing." He spits at me, glaring daggers at the three of us.

"Jesus, man. What the hell happened back there?" T-Dog asks aloud.

"I told you! This little turd and his douche bag friends came out of nowhere and jumped me!" Daryl yells.

"Man you're the one who jumped me, puto, screaming about trying to find his brother like it's my damn fault." The kid says the Daryl.

"They took Kathrine and Glenn! Could have taken Merle too." Daryl claims pacing around the room.

"Merle? What kind of hick name is that? I wouldn't name my dog Merle." The kid says, firing Daryl up. He comes from behind me and tries attacking to boy. I grab him and hold him back.

"Damn it, Daryl. Back off." Daryl walks away, than comes back and goes through Glenn's bag.

"Want to see what happened to the last guy that pissed me off?" Daryl questions, pulling out Merle's hand. Good Lord, what's he doing? He takes it out and throws it down on the kids lap, he freaks out knocks it off and fall out of his chair. Daryl grabs hold of the kids neck, "Start with the feet this time." He says, causing me to go and pull him off the kid.

"The men you were with took our friends. All we want to do is talk to them, see if we can work something out." I explain trying to get some answers out of him without Daryl trying to scare the living crap outta him.

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We finally get something out of this kid and he explains that his 'home' where his people are, is located on the opposite side of the city. We make our way through neuromas abandon buildings with Daryl and the kid bickering nonstop the whole way. We find ourselves in front of an old building with no windows and big steel doors at the entrance and no one in sight, yet I can't shake the feeling of someone watching us, somewhere. We double back and hide in a rough patch.

"You sure you're up for this?" I ask T-Dog.

"Yeah."

"Okay." I say loading my shot-gun and looking at Daryl who still looks pissed off. I would be too if someone beat me up and took my kid. T-Dog finishes loading his gun and walks away with the bag.

"One wrong move, you get an arrow in the ass. Just so you know." Daryl threatens.

"G's gonna take that arrow out of my ass and shove it up yours. Just so you know." The smart mouth kid replies.

"G?" I ask.

"Guillermo. He's the man here." The kid answers.

"Okay then." I say loading my shot-gun. "Let's go see Guillermo." I say as we head out and walk towards the main doors with Daryl and the kid right behind me. I push the kid in front as we begin to walk closer and closer to the building. I have no clue what's gonna happen, what I'm hoping for is that we give them back the boy and we get back Kathrine and Glenn. What I'm not hoping for is an all-out war over three people and a little miss understanding, because after this we still have to find Merle. Shit! I forgot about that bastard! I think to myself as we stop right in front of the brick building.

The door open, reveling six men behind it, one of them steps forwards and walks towards us.

"You okay, little man?" He asks the boy.

"They're gonna cut off my feet, carnal." The kid tells him.

"Cops do that?" He asks looking at me.

"Not him. This redneck puto here." He says gesturing to Daryl. "He cut off some dude's hand, man. He showed it to me."

"Shut up." Daryl says to him.

"Hey, that's that Vato right there, homes. He shot me in the ass with an arrow." The same man from the alley says walking out of the building with a gun in his hand pointing it at Daryl.

"What's up, homes, huh? Chill, ese, chill." The man who I'm assuming is Guillermo says.

"This true? He wants Miguelito's feet? That's pretty sick, man." He says looking at me.

"We were hoping more for a calm discussion." I say.

"That hillbilly jumps Felipe's little cousin, beats on him, threatens to cut off his feet, Felipe gets an arrow in the ass and you want a calm discussion? You fascinate me." He says getting a little worked up.

"Heat of the moment. Mistakes were made, on both sides." I say calmly.

"Who's that dude to you anyway? You don't look related." He asks.

"He's one of our group, more or less. I'm sure you have a few like him." I say gesturing to inside the building.

"You got my brother in there?" Daryl asks.

"Sorry, we're fresh out of white boys. But I've got pretty little white girl and an Asian. You interested?" G asks sarcastically, getting on my nerves a little.

"I have one of yours, you have two of mine. Sounds like a somewhat even trade, give or take." I say.

"Don't sound even to me." He says.

"G. Come on, man." The kid, Miguelito says.

"My people got attacked. Where's the compensation for their pain and suffering? More to the point, where's my bag of guns?" He questions. Your guns? Now sir, You fascinate Me. I don't think you're the Sheriff, 'cause that's what it says on the bag.

"Guns?" I ask the obvious question.

"The bag Miguel saw in the street. The bag Felipe and Jorge were going back to get. That bag of guns." Guillermo says.

"You're mistaken." I tell him.

"I don't think so." He says

"About it being yours." I correct him. "It's my bag of guns."

"The bag was in the street. Anybody could come around and say it was theirs. I'm supposed to take your word? What's to stop my people from unloading on you right here and now and I take what's mine?" He threatens as the men around us load their guns and aim it at Daryl and I.

"You could do that. Or not." I tell him tightening my grip around my gun and look up at T-Dog.

"Oye." He calls looking up at the top of the building, two men come out hold two other people with bags over their head, they pull the bags off reviling Kathrine and Glenn with tape over their mouths.

"I see two options. You come back with Miguel and my bag of guns, everybody walks. Or you come back locked and loaded, we'll see which side spills more blood." He says.

I stay quiet as him and his men walk back inside the building and close the doors as Glenn and Kathrine are dragged back to God knows where.

Last chapter for the weekend. :(((

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