Without thinking about it, without planning it, the last stages of the pearls began, the last touches with their substances, the last illicit hopes of this Mexican woman, who like many other criminals began as nothing and ended up making history.Without realizing it, detective Juan Carlos Velázquez was unraveling that great network of narcos, who curiously ended up realizing that it was not all as they apparently let it be seen, they were more than just men selling cancer, drugs and cocaine, it was something much murkier than the nightclub of María and associates, it was something much more.The bunker ended up becoming one of the longest corridors in Miami, the city kept so many secrets that some holes were forbidden to examine, it was necessary to choose which of all the illegal attitudes they were going to catch, each time it got deeper and deeper.Juan Carlos, discovered secrets at every step he took, but he knew he had to be careful, and although Maria, too, was aware of the dru
On the floor of the sewers, Juan Carlos Velázquez, one of the best detectives in Bolivia, was lying; María approached him with sorrow, knelt on the bacterial dirt, stroked his hair, to encourage him that he would recover, although everyone knew it was not so, on the police radio they could hear him saying: "We got him, we got him! But the chief was no longer answering, because the deathbed had come for him, with his last breath he said; - Jeremías López, he shot me. Maria's face turned pale, she could not conceive that her brother was a murderer and a traitor, her soul was breaking, her feelings were getting colder and colder, he took her hand, and then he died. The paramedics arrived quickly, but the Mexican woman decided to go see the biggest bandit in all of Mexico.The cursed man was handcuffed inside the patrol car, she approached him with demonic eyes, she signaled him that he would die, he laughed and spat at her even though the glass was broken, the old decrepit man barely mov
Well, as you know my name is Maria De La Cruz. And even if your life is not enough to pay for all the damage you did, I will try to make your last days the most miserable of all, and your death will be a gift.- You have said it, besides what do you expect from a decadent old man like me.- There are some issues to resolve and you know it.- I know, but I can't do anything about it, because first of all I don't regret anything. Power blinds you, separates you from the good people, forces you to be part of the bad people, and darkens you. And secondly, you can do with me as you please, even torture would not hurt me, because I no longer feel anything, and when you killed my wife, you did me a favor, thanks to that I could get rid of my grandson, which by the way my son stole, although in reality he took what belonged to him, and gave it to a dirty Mexican woman.When he heard those last two words, a slap in the face knocked the old man out of his chair, he hit himself hard and his head
Okay, that's the situation, madam, you must tell me, without worrying, what exactly your beloved does for a living.- I can't tell you, I swear -she cries-.Maria De La Cruz, takes a step back and in a sudden movement with her hand after a signal, gives the order to execute, in her own style. The hooded deli-crouch puts the gun on the forehead of Del Valle's son, and without hesitation, leaves the stain that gives so much adrenaline power to the Mexican, suddenly everyone cries from Europe, the transmission is cut to continue later, she leaves the place, turns off the lights, and warns them that they will stay there, without water, without food, and without light until they speak, and that the next video will be dismembering her grandchildren. He leaves the room, turns everything off, but the microphones and cameras remain on.Maria De La Cruz's anger filled her with hatred, and when that happened the people around her run the risk of dying, even if they were innocent, she feared for
that day they said goodbye to the beloved cave, and went into the road, maybe they were lucky and someone would give them a ride, and confirm where they were stranded.Tent into the road, maybe they were lucky and someone would give them a ride, and confirm where they were stranded.Despite being quite far away, they felt in the peace and quiet of the flora an annoying noise of cars, they knew it was relatively close, they walked a few kilometers, where their ears led them and finally arrived. With water perhaps, enough to live on for a few weeks, they were walking through the dangerous Mexican desert. Dangerous, because there are plenty of animals that only seek the death of their prey, and also to quench their thirst, but after three hot days, an old truck belonging to a farmer, knew how to shelter them from the dark asphalt.They traveled for hours, and on the way they talked only about the farmer's life, they were able to feel comfortable, and he felt comfortable with them, that is
After getting the luxuries, the expensive cars, eating the best food, and having everything at your disposal, being undercover in one of the poorest neighborhoods in Mexico is not an easy task for anyone on this planet earth.But these two characters were about to open up a range of realities that until then were hidden from their knowledge. So they prepared themselves, rented a modest house, and decided to set themselves in the murky suburbs of the place.The new house of the family, from that moment on called Los Romero, at the beginning was a nest of insects where there were only broken wood, some moves in hands states and so on, but then in a matter of weeks, it was already a humble house worthy of living, she returned to teach history classes, and some other subject that had quite clear that knowledge. Little by little people were approaching friendly, on several occasions they wanted to rob them but of course they knew how to defend themselves, and they were not afraid of anyone
After an exuberant investigation, they managed to contact the blind man, this was an old man who lived in one of the most precarious houses that existed in that area, however the old man was very respected in the place because no one messed with him, apparently he would have been a great legend for everyone.They knocked on his door but he did not answer, they insisted, but they continued without cooperating, suddenly a young boy, badly dressed in a nasty dirty way, and maybe he had a little bit of hallucinogenic substances on him, anyway he answered too badly and shouting at them they had to leave so as not to continue calling the attention of the neighbor, but without a doubt they would return that same day at night to resume the lack of respect that made María De La Cruz so bad-tempered; poor Emiliano Romero was about to die of shock at seeing so much disorder around him.That same night, exactly at two o'clock in the morning when the dark shadows abound in the streets, they went o
Leaving the precarious house, they quickly took refuge in their home in Mexico, but the matter of opening the safe deposit box was quite complicated, because it had a security system that if it was violated, what was inside would catch fire, and nobody wanted to miss reading that hidden information. David Del Valle was one of the few options they had, and the only way to locate him was to let him be seen, that is, to expose himself to danger. Before that day was over, they started their way back to Miami, there would never be any problems crossing the border, since Maria De La Cruz's high influence would protect them. When they arrived at her mansion, they entered through the back door, because the main door, for some unknown reason, was under lock and key. When they entered, they noticed that all the furniture was covered with white cloth, and their personal belongings were stored inside a box. That made the Mexican woman burst with anger, and she quickly called the person in charge