Page 203 of The Enforcer

Tino switched back to his camera feed. He laughed out loud when he saw that Chuito had found the camera in the hallway vent near the room. Now he was looking at grainy footage of Chuito flipping him off, and Tino asked:

What the fuck was that for?

He went back to the feed to watch Chuito respond, typing angrily on his phone. Tino switched back to his texts to see a very Chuito-like response.

’Cause you thought you had to ask, motherfucker.

Tino smiled, feeling tears sting his eyes, and responded quickly with the only thing he could think of that wouldn’t make Chuito totally uncomfortable. He wanted to tell him that he loved him for being his best friend when so many people had stepped on him instead. He wanted to say how much it meant that Chuito was one of the few Tino could depend on without thought, but all he said was:

Grazie.

He turned back to the feed after he did it. Chuito was already walking away, following after the girls, but then Tino’s phone beeped with one final response.

De nada.