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man. Everyone knew him. Everyone loved him.
Two men from Los Diablos came into his shop demanding protection money. They said the neighborhood belonged to them.
Antonio refused.
He had worked there for 20 years. He owed no one.
They shot him outside his own shop.
Three bullets.
Chest.
Stomach.
Head.
Elena had been coming home from a café shift when she heard continue reading …
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