Life had slowly lost its taste. I was slowly becoming a shadow of myself for very obvious reasons.
My wound was healing. It hurt every now and then and of course caused shootouts between my soldiers and the rival gang that tried to take me out. But as usual, we won. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I was slowly recovering the money I had lost from my drowned shipments.
I had tried my best to keep myself distracted from everything going on in my personal life. But when Mira texted me out of the blue while I was getting treatment at the hospital, I almost lost it.
I had found out where she was. But I didn't exactly know how to face her.
I sent Tomas to check out where she was and he came back with news that she was doing alright. I was relieved.
She lived with an old friend of my mother's. I knew I would reward her and her family for their kindness after all this. It was the least I could do.
