Grabbing a Kwaiser bun, Brice added fried salami and scramble eggs on it. He poured black coffee. Goyo pulled himself closed to the table and went back to sipping his coffee. Constance followed his example.
"We can back off now, Nachine's not going to do much without Lando and Arcadio," said Goyo.
Constance reached for Brice's sandwich then tossed it on her plate. "Nachine is going to die." She slid his plate to him when he sat down. Gripping Goyo's face, she buried her nails in his chin. "You won't protect her." He forced her hand away.
"I love her."
Shaking pepper on his sandwich, Brice couldn't figure whether they were siblings or lovers. They fought over Nachine as lovers then she cared for him like a brother. The way he acted at Arcadio's place she should shot him. They had sex at some point.
"I love her she has been a good mother to me." He pushed the mayo to Brice. "She had no control over Arcadio."
Constance laughed pulling the gun from Brice's jeans. She stood up, slithering toward Goyo. Wrapping her upper body around him, she whispered in his ear singing in a nursery rhyme tone. "Goyo loves Nachine." She switch to his other ear. "Mommie is good."
He fly swatted her away. She smiled at him. He clutched her in his arms and kiss her wild moving his hands down her buttock cheeks. She screamed forcing her cheeks to jiggle as he tightened his hands on them.
The scene had Brice tapping his foot. Kill them, Brice thought. Make it seem like they kill each other.
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