92. Turbulant

...Javier POV...

Many people wonder how I could ever work for someone such as Hunter. However, they don't know our history. While many may see Hunter as a monster, I see him as my saviour. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive today.

Like most Colombians, I lived a life of poverty. My father worked as a commercial fisherman. Because of his job, he was often away from our family. My mother worked around the clock at a small diner. For as long as I can remember, my mother has always loved to cook. So one day, my father took out a loan to help build a restaurant for my mom. The investment seemed good at the time, so my mother agreed to the loan. Knowing that we could pay back the money within a couple of years. However, my parents hadn't realized how difficult it was to operate their own business. It didn't help that Los Calaveras made it difficult to pay the money back to them. Scaring off customers and delaying our deliveries to the point my parents were considering filing for ba