“Yes, and speaking of la Organización,” Andres said. I looked at the man in black, his face covered everywhere but around his eyes.

“Hola, señor. Soy, Erikson, de la Organización,” The man said and bowed down. I was confused by the sudden appearance of this man, but if I was going to live with Andres, I needed to get used to the rules.

“This is your own personal guard, Gabriél. Everyone in la familia real gets one, so you are protected at all times,” Andres smiled at me. I took a deep breath and shook the man’s hand out of courtesy, I was still very suspicious of the men in black.

“Un placer conocerte,” I told the man. I couldn’t see any of his facial expressions, which bothered me, but I shrugged it off and listened to Andres. Erikson disappeared and Andres explained to me some of the rules la familia had to follow. I was still a little concerned that the rest of la familia wouldn’t accept me, for this type of action was unheard of.

“Ahora, get ready to meet el Rey.”