So he didn't send him? So who was he? How did he know my name? What did he want from me? And most importantly who was he working for? "Why let me go in the first place if you were going to control my every move?" I ask as I tighten my hold on the drink. Why make me believe in a lie? "Like I said after I read your letter I realized how important this was for you. I decided to let you have the opportunity to experience the world but I wasn't going to throw you out there with out no protection" he reach for the cup. I'm holding it so tight that my knuckles are turning white.
I was so stupid how didn't I notice it before? Everything was so easy, me getting away and him never coming after me. He was always in control of my life even when I was miles away from him.
"What about you getting capture?" I ask. That is the only piece left of the puzzle missing. What was the point of him doing that? "The day before that happen some one called to informed me that the FBI was on there way. I'm tired of running and hiding all I want is to enjoy my life. I want you to be free from all of this crap so I came up with a plan to make them believed they capture me after all no one knows who El Rey really is" he shrugs his shoulders like if it was nothing. Some one is in jail right now pretending to be him how is that nothing? "What?" I ask in disbelief. I can't believe this my father is an evil genius he had everything planned out. "How could you dad?" I asked in total shocked. He rubs the back of his neck trying to relief some stress "Princess, I'm sorry if I hurt you in anyway but I'm not sorry for what I did".
I have to stop myself from laughing at him of course he isn't sorry for what he did. He always thinks he is right and to be clear he didn't hurt me, he killed me. He wasn't the one who shot Gabe but it's his fault it happen. He is the one to blame for everything. He stares into my eyes searching for the old me but once he realize that there is nothing there he breaks eye contact. "I'm glad you're here princess" he tries reaching for my hand but I pull away.