"Now Carmen, how many times have I told you. This is grown up talka bout grown up things. Run along now and play with the others. Daddy will come play with yu later. Promise."He would say with that smile.

That smile she so long to see again, his voice she so longer to hear in her ears again. That smile she was cursed to having as well, a simple remined to everyone she was Amilio's daughter. She looked just like her mother except for that smile. tat smile that made her Uncle Hugo take a moment to cather himself everytime he saw her smile. His brother's little girl, his closest thing to a child he had. Carmen let out a sigh as she opened her eyes, and her reality soon sunck in. She was no longer a naive child but now a active member of this family buisness. How somtimes she long to be that naive child once more, to have thigns back to the way they were. But you can't go back in time, what ever happens happens.... you have to deal with it.

She sat in the family room of the houe they used in their meetings. She twidled her thumbs as it made her feel like she was in boarding school again. Sitting in the headmasters office awaiting her punishment that was about to be served to her. She let out another deep breathe. This was porbally going to be the first meeting she was going to be attendign. the 1st she was allowed and invited to sit into. Over the years she had basically look her her Uncle as if he was her father, adn he helped fill that void and make the greving process go alot smoother. He taughter her the ropes and she did alot for the mafia before even getting the feild experience, Running gambling circuts, balancing the books, keeps tallies on IOU's, she did all the number stuff. She had a knack for numbers.

Carmen sat their tender age of 23, she had sat in that same spot many tiems befor since she could remember. Her eyes were a amber color and focused and had determination and fire in them. Her hair was down it fel bast her shoudlers in dark brown delicate waves. She was wearing a designer pants suit like she usualy wore. Along with designer shoes and blouse, she enjoyed the finer thigns in life, adn appreciated the work that went in for that money. She sat their patiently waiting, watching adn glanced around the room. their was tha Chavez usual hitman that went everywhere with them, and Carmen's body guard she had sicne her junior year in highschool. Hugo didn't want her ending up like her mother.

then the doors swung open...