The glacial glare from Jason made sweat soak my back.
"Sorry man. Wrong house" Carlos explained hoping they would leave but instead Jason pushed past him and entered the house.
Carlos pulled me to his back, shielding me.
"Is it money you want? Here, have my wallet" He pulled out a wallet and tossed it to a glum looking Pérez.
Jason sat on a solo leather chair and faced us.
He looked like he was about to explode.
"Don't hurt the girl, if you've got any scores we can settle" Carlos tried again.
Jason strode towards us in quick and powerful steps, he reached behind Carlos and pulled me to him.
"Let go"
Carlos didn't let go, I wondered if he knew it was Mafia Jason he was contending with, I guess ones reputation does precede him.
"Carlos you can let go, I know these guys they won't do anything like that"
He sized Jason before he let go.
Jason pulled me to him glaring frigidly at Carlos.