He Smashed a Coffee Mug Over the New Inspector's Head, Then the Whole Crew Turned Their Backs on Him
The porcelain mug was already in flight toward Rosa's temple when Marco spat the words: "You don't belong here, inspector."
The crack was louder than the machinery. Blood trickled down her face. Marco smiled, waiting for his crew to laugh with him.
They didn't.
Ten men who flinch at his voice every single day stood frozen. No one reached for the shards. No one looked his way.
Marco's grin faltered. He jammed a finger toward Tito, the site supervisor. "Get them back to work. Now."
Stone silence.
He spun to the crew, voice cracking with rage: "I own this crew. You own nothing!"
Still nothing.
Then Tito took one slow step forward. The others followed, sealing a wall of dusty vests between Marco and Rosa. Their heads bowed to her. Their backs turned on him.
Marco's voice broke. "Why are they standing up for you?"
Rosa pressed two fingers to the blood on her temple, steady as concrete. "A man who's about to be nothing doesn't need to know the truth."
Behind her, Tito reached onto the table, lifted Marco's keys, and slid them into his pocket.
Who is Rosa Delgado really—and what happens to Marco when her crew is done with him? Click the link below to read the full story.
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