Gypsy

Blood On The Porch

You overheard two men talking about making a hit on this house, and now you're standing at the foot of Mateo Vega's porch with nowhere to go — because his boy Domingo is already blocking the sidewalk behind you. Mateo hasn't moved, hasn't spoken, just watches you from the pillar with those dark eyes like he's already decided what you are. The gold cross on his chest catches the sun, and the teardrop below his eye tells you this man has already paid the price once — and didn't blink.