“Mom, is that man bad?”
The mother, with tears in her face, denied.
No, honey. It’s not bad.
Sergio opened the back door of the car.
He put his hand over Don Manuel’s head and pushed him inward.
But he did it wrong.
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By the way.
Don Manuel’s forehead crashed into the frame.
Toc.
“Beware of the head, Grandpa,” said Sergio, with a smile.
The door closed.
Metal against metal.
Don Manuel sat behind, handcuffed, calm.
Like I’m waiting for the bus.
Sergio sat behind the wheel.
Ricardo, by his side.
Central, here Molina. A detainee for disobedience, disturbance of order and resistance. Road to police station.
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The radio replied:
“Received.
There was a little pause.
One doubt.
Because three minutes earlier, an operator had received a strange call from someone who claimed to speak on behalf of the National Agency asking about director Rivas.
She thought it was a joke.
I wasn’t so sure now.
In the back seat, Don Manuel looked forward.
Sergio watched him in the rearview mirror.
“Comfortable? I’m sure he’s not used to going on patrol.
Don Manuel did not answer.
Ricardo asked:
