<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos had no chance to answer Lea as the phone in his pocket started to ring. It was Alfonzo and from the deep base in the background it was clear that he was in his car. Carlos let out a deep sigh, when Alfonzo told him that they had found Ralph's car and four of his boys were waiting there for the motherfucker to come back. The rest of them was on the way to the front entrance of the cemetery now. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"That's good, man. I want you to use some of your boys to patrol the streets leading away from the cemetery. If you see a bleeding guy run him over. Don't try to confront him, he already tried to kill some officers. And I need you in here to guard some girls, while I go after that guy. Are that your cars I see at the entrance now?"</span><br/><br/>As an answer the lights of an old Cadillac flashed up and Carlos answered with his flashlight. A minute later a big black guy with three not a lot smaller ones in his tow came up the rows to them. He gave Carlos a high five before he took Lea from his arms.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Yo, sista, u'r looka like shit. Com'on boys, giv'er a hand."</span><br/><br/>Before Lea could say much, she was lifted up by the four gang members and carried over to the place where Maria was laying. Renea had left the car and hurried over to them too. Carlos didn't wait much longer and he shone his flashlight on the ground. There was a clear trail of blood shining like dark coal in the flashlight. Carlos checked his gun and followed the trail. It was descending through the aisles and Carlos saw some bloody marks on tombstones where Ralph had steadied himself. He could hear sirens now in the distance and he just hoped that it were the paramedics and not the coppers.<br/><br/>The trail changed direction soon after. It had gone more or less straight to the entrance gate so far, but now it had turned into the direction of the chapel and the delivery entrance. Carlos assumed that this change had happened when Alfonzo and his boys had appeared at the entrance, as one of the gang cars was still idling there guarding the exit. Ralph wasn't more than five minutes in front of him and with the blood loss he couldn't move so fast. Carlos followed the new trail. The chapel was right ahead and in the spot of the flashlight he could see the bloodtrail change direction again. It was now leading to a big iron gate in the wall. And then the light found Ralph. He was ten yards away from the gate and limbing towards it. Carlos started to run, closing in quickly on him. He put his gun back in his belt and switched on the recording device of his phone. As angered as he was now and as much as he wanted revenge, Carlos somehow understood that he needed some proof from Ralph if they want to get out of the investigation clean and as heroes.<br/><br/>Ralph had climbed half way up the gate, when Carlos jumped up and pulled the guy down. It was obvious that Ralph had no more weapons on him and the hard fall on his already injured leg took the wind out of Ralph. Carlos kneeled on his back and he had bend the arm of Ralph in a very unnatural and painful way. The young man was crying in frustration when Carlos slammed his elbow in the neck of Ralph.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Now, Ralph, I promised you I'll kill you if you hurt Maria. And be sure, I'll do it in a very painful way. But first I want to know why you killed those girls in that brutal way...and why always the same type of girls. Whom did you want to punish with that?"</span><br/><br/>Carlos twisted the arm a little more until a small crack and the following howl told him that some bone had given way. And then Ralph spilled his guts and Carlos even in his state of anger and despair still understood that Ralph's father would not like to hear that story. But he would. Ralph was only sobbing like a kid when flashlights zig-zagged over the cemetery.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Here, guys! We are here!"</span><br/><br/>And then the first cops arrived on the scene and took Ralph out of Carlos hands.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Lock him away. He is our prostitute killer. How are Lea and Maria?"</span></div>