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Carlos sat up. “Oh, my God, is Pablo all right?” Elmer pushed him back down and covered him again.
“Yes, he‘s fine. It wasn‘t a big deal. He just hurt his foot. He can‘t walk on it just yet, but he doesn‘t mind being in a wheelchair. Now, I want you to get your mind off everything just for a few hours and…?”
“Whoa, did you say hours?”
“Yes, I did. Relax and take a good nap. I‘ll come wake you on dinnertime, around six thirty. Don‘t worry about not being able to sleep tonight. Remember, you can get your body to do what you want it to do. Use that ability for once. Dave is going to come in to check on you later.” Elmer walked out of the room and closed the door behind him while Carlos closed his eyes and went to sleep. The windows were closed, making the room dark, so his sleep wouldn‘t be disturbed.
Robinson and David were in the living room, while Ignacio and Lorena were making coffee and preparing snacks in the kitchen for Carlos and their beloved guest. “I know about Pablo‘s foot. I‘m glad he‘s coming over later because I intend to take care of that little problem for him.”
“Yes, I know. First it was Carlos and then Pablo. Gosh, what the hell is going on, man? It seems like the people we love the most are slipping away from us. What do you think about this, Robinson? It confuses me, and it makes me angry. It‘s like a curse has been cast on my family and friends or something.”
“There‘s no curse. Our enemies are angrier than ever and they‘re trying to destroy us. They won‘t stop until they achieve their mission.”
“I don‘t get it. What have we done to them?”
“For starters, Constantine Everhart is a nutcase. He‘s the mastermind behind Carlos‘ kidnapping and attempted murder.”
“…And once the police have the proof they need, they‘re going to charge these bozos with attempted murder, even though everyone knows that people like Carlos cannot be killed.”
“You‘re one of us, too, you know? You and Elmer are in our crew, so to speak.” “We are?”
“Yes, you are. It just hasn‘t manifested yet because you‘ve lived like humans all your lives. It‘s something that is hidden. You haven‘t let it out.”
“I don‘t think that‘s a good thing. What if I hurt somebody?” “Tell me this. Has Carlos ever hurt anyone?” “No, he hasn‘t, at least not that I know of.”
“So if he hasn‘t hurt anyone in all his life, what makes you think you will?”
“My brothers and I have different personalities, you know? We don‘t react the same way to certain situations. Some people say I have an anger management problem.”
“Oh.”
“It‘s like Carlos never gets angry. Nothing bothers him. On the other hand, someone looks at me the wrong way and within the next second I‘m in his or her face, asking him or what his or her problem is. Next thing I know, I have punched the person out. I‘ve gotten reported for assault many times, and just when I think I‘m going to spend a few months or years in jail, the charges are dropped. Nevertheless, I know someday the charges won‘t be dropped and I am going to stay in jail, if I really hurt somebody.”