Ez went on a short errand, leaving me and Angel home. I havent gotten a single text from Coco. It kinda scared me, did I get him more angry? I had to put him in his place, it wasn't acceptable. He pushed Chucky for crying out loud.

"Want one?" Angel tossed me the cigarette box as he took a sip of his drink. I pulled one out as he passed me the lighter. "What you say to Coco?"

"Hopefully he got the memo." I drew the bud to my lips. The door opens and Ez gave us an envelope. Angel was scanning through, giving me the papers as he finsihed, it was photos, a women and a boy. Ez was talking about Emily got it from Galindo.

"Where'd Galindo get this shit?" I said as i tossed the papers on the table.

"Palomo." Ez answered.

"To use against Potter to get Adelita back." Angel softens.

"Why'd Emily give it to you?" I asked as I looked up at Ez.

"I got one of Potter's texts last night." Ez walked around and sat in the chair near me. "Emily saw my reaction. I told her Potter was blackmailing us. Using Pops as leverage. She gave me this and said I could use it to free Pop if I promised not to hurt Miguel." Both Angel and I sighed. Knowing Ez, its gonna hurt Miguel any other way. "We use it to free Pop, Galindo won't be able to use it for Adelita." I looked at Angel, looking deep into the photos. "It's your call, Angel." I placed my hand on his.

"Fuck no."

"Yes, it is. I know how you feel about Adelita." I told him.

"Just say the word, hermano, and I'll shred all of this. We'll let Galindo play it out, use it to get Adelita back. But I had to bring this to you, give you the choice. No more secrets."

"This is on you Angel, your decision. We're just here to back you up." I said as I looked at him. Angel took a deep breath. There was no answer. Ez got up and went to the door.

"I'm gonna go check on Pop. You gonna come?" He pointed at me.

"No." I shook my head as i went to get the drink from Angel.

"Whats up with you and dad? Yesterday you two-"

"Nothing happened. Theres nothing to talk about. It's between me and him." I looked up. Ez nodded.

"Let me know what you wanna do."

"Call Potter." Angel said just as Ez was gonna walk away. "Set a meeting."

"Yeah?" I asked. He nodded.

"Okay." Ez texted Potter to meet with us. We got on the bikes and drove. We waited under a bridge, waiting for the bastard.

"Sure you wanna do this?" Ez asked Angel.

"We don't have to do this if-" I continued.

"Yeah, we do." Angel looks at us.

"Haven't told me why." Angel tales a deep breath. "After that day in the desert, when Adelita sent me away sent us all away I don't know, man, it fuckin' split me in half, you know? Like something changed. I finally saw who she was. A little bit of who I could be. So now any time I feel lost, Fucked up, sad and shit, I ask myself what she would do? And what she would say."

"She'd tell you to help Pop."

"Yeah, and she'd be fucking proud of me." Angel shook his head, trying not to cry. "And then there's also the real possibility that if we use that shit to free her, she would fucking send us home again."

"We're proud of you, Angel." I told him as gave him a smile.

"Tch." He tisks and looks away. "Shut up." Ez and I smiled. A car showed up, Potter of course. "Can't we just shoot this guy in the fucking face?" We got off the bikes and walk.

"That's plan B."

"Can i be the one that does it?" I suggested. Potter comes out of his car, and walk towards us.

"The gentlemen bikers." He smiles and looks at me. He looked at my leg. "Ive heard the news, you're crimped now." I rolled my eyes.

"I might be crimped but i can shove this cane up your ass." I threatened.

"Fate continues to steer, and all roads lead back to us. I trust the contents will be worth my commute."

"Yeah." Ez gives the envelope to Potter. "Everything about your favorite Latina and all the dirty little secrets." Potter gave us look as he opened the envelope. The papers rustled as he looked at the photos.

"Remember her?" I asked him.

"What is this?" He looks up.

"It's fate, motherfucker."

"We know she was a witness for prosecution. Capital murder case that you won." I told him. "We also know you were sleeping with her."

"Then this shit happened. We send this to your superiors in the DOJ, I'm pretty sure knocking someone up is considered manipulating a witness. Your career is fucked." Ez said as he grabs his kutte.

"Or maybe we just visit Mama." Angel looks at us. "She's pretty hot. I'm sure it'd be worth the commute." Potter drops the papers and almost attacks Angel, Ez holding Potter back. Angel didnt even flinch. Potters minions came out of the car, pointing guns at us.

"Sir!"

"Back the fuck up. Back up." Ez pushes Potter off of him.

"Sir, is everything all right?" The women repeated.

"Just a momentary flash of passion, Agent Smithers, stand stand down." Potter bends down and collects the papers. "Everything's fine." The agents went back inside the car. "I'm waiting."

"You're gonna drive back to your fifth ring of hell and you're gonna throw out anything you have on Ignacio Cortina. He didn't exist. You understand? Then you're gonna enter Felipe and Marisol Reyes into the CIS database and make them US citizens. You got 24 hours." Ez had demanded. Potters face had no emotion, well he was scared shitless.

"Even I can't restructure the immigration process." He made an excuse.

"If you can make us kill someone for you, i can believe you can do that for us." I shrugged.

"If there is not a letter from Immigration Services on my old man's doorstep by tomorrow night, this shit lands on the D.A.G.'s desk." Ez points at the photos.

"And you can hang on to those. "We have the originals." Angel told him as me and him walked back to the bikes.

"You've fucked with me and my family enough. It's over." Ez walks back to his back and drove pass Potter, standing still, looking at the photos. Its over.