San Diego.
In an abandoned building downtown.
Brother Pi and a few people were hanging out, chatting idly.
Soon, someone appeared.
He had a face with obvious Latino features, not particularly handsome, but very charismatic.
You could tell at a glance, he was the serious, silent type.
And as soon as he appeared, Brother Pi and the others stopped.
Brother Pi even gestured to his subordinates not to speak.
"Hey! We've settled things here, how about you guys?"
"What do you mean you've settled things over there?"
"I mean, everything is set up, and the police are there too."
"I understand what you mean, but there's a problem now."
"What problem? What's it got to do with me?"
"You're right, it has nothing to do with you. But, don't you want more?"
"You're such a nag, stop beating around the bush!"
Brother Pi was clearly impatient, but he also had great ambitions.
And this serious guy was actually Deputy Dean Carlos.