It’s dark and fuzzy but not due to my eyesight. I have a mask or bag of some sort over my face. I can smell cigarette smoke and I feel the bumps in the road and sense the car in motion. My hands are zip-tied together but my legs aren’t. Good I think to myself. That’s the 1st item towards getting out of this one. My jaw is sore but I can move it up and down. Where the hell am I? The last thing I remember is stabbing one of the intruders in the shoulder.
“Where am I? Who are you? What the fuck do you want with me? Where’s my family?” – DEA Special Agent Vega
Silence. No response is given. It then occurs to me that I was having dinner with my family before I was knocked unconscious by the big intruder.
“Where’s my family?” – I ask
I hear a snort in the back. Followed by some immediate whispers. Then I feel a strong force hit me across my face and everything goes dark.
I wake up in the middle of a barn. I smell the horse & cow manure. I’m tied to a post and look all around me. There are two men standing in front of me at the moment, a man in a suit & a big guy in normal clothes.
The man in the suit is approaching me and he begins to speak English in a heavy Spanish accent, Mexican I think.
“Special Agent Vega. I am most pleased to finally meet you. Do you know who I am?”
“Can’t say that I do. It’s kind of dark in here and I’m upside down so please pardon me for not recognizing you right off the bat. Un-cuff me and let me down and I’d love to shake your hand and see you eye to eye.” – Agent Vega
———————————————————————————————————————“Good morning young man. How are we feeling today?” The doctor asked me
“Where am I? Who are you?” asks the patient
“Your at St. John’s hospital son. You were shot a few days ago. But you’re lucky most of the bullets only grazed you and some are flesh wounds that are clean & through. We only needed to remove 1 bullet from your body” – The doctor replied
“Where’s my family? Where are my mom and dad? Where’s where’s Mikey I ask him.
Then it hits me. I remember everything in a flash. Mikey trying to be brave like dad and getting shot in the chest, my mother crying his name out and then being shot herself.
I begin to cry even before the doctor has a chance to answer. He leans in close to me and hugs me. It’s comforting and I weep harder. My family is gone. Everyone is gone.
No wait dad. Dad might still be alive. And there’s also my brother Maybe he’s here or maybe he hasn’t heard the news yet.
“Doctor is my brother here?” – I ask
“I’m sorry young man but your younger brother and mother past away.” – Doc
“No, I understand but there is no one here for me? No other relatives?” – Jay
“No son no one else is here. Just you. Is there someone you need to call?”
“Yes my brother. May I borrow a phone please?”
The doctor reaches in his pocket and brings the phone over to me.
This is going to be a tough call but I have to tell Adam. He needs to know.