"I'm so sorry, man. I'm so fucking sorry."
I hung my head.
"I didn't mean for it to come to this. I'm sorry."
Leonardo let out a frustrated sigh, before shaking his head.
"I know you didn't, bro. We've just gotta push forward and take care of the situation. Bring her to justice... Help her parents through this."
"You're right," I replied, wiping the sweat from my forehead.
Needing to get my head back in the game.
"And it starts with this motherfucker right here," Leonardo gritted, kicking the limp body of the man on the ground, as he let out a blood-curdling scream, terror etched all over his face, begging and pleading with us to spare his fucking life. "This is the motherfucker responsible for shooting Maricruz."