Chapter 3

• It was always like that, short writings, but each one was special, I wonder if that woman had done something wrong for what she was paying, but I also wondered who was that Julian who mentioned, in fact, the letters all the time, since I found them, they were addressed here, so there was the possibility that he was wrong in address, or if ultimately that man did not want to know more about her.
• I left the room in search of Antoine to know what new news he brought from Russia, I did not want to send him directly there, sure my enemies are waiting for us to set foot there again, they believe they have the power to do as they please now that I am not to impart my order, but that would soon change. For now, we must trust our informants. On the other hand, I kept that letter with the others, in my dark days, as I liked to call them, I read them, and for a few minutes, I forced myself to believe that I was that Julian, that woman made me see that his life, in one way or another, was just as unhappy as mine. Although surely soon they would stop coming, so the latter said.
• “What do you know about the rest of my family?” I asked authoritatively, but in a neutral tone.
• I knew it was probably hidden, I couldn't believe we looked like sewer rats right now, running away to save us. They worried me, because despite having fames of ruthless psychopathic killers, my enemies could have the captives and be using them to get to me, maybe they could be torturing them, I hoped it wasn't that, although my father was not to my liking for becoming what I am now, it was of my blood and I would not allow anyone to touch mine.
• Even if it seemed like I didn't care about them at all, I had to know how each of them was doing.
• “Some are hiding in southern Russia, their parents managed to leave the country, but they are all wanted by the police. Lord, we should take care of all the problems we have as soon as possible”. Antoine, he knew perfectly well what he meant, but now more than ever he exercised caution and based on strategies.
• “I can't understand why you didn't leave when you could”. I replied to his comment sincere. “Of course, I must end this problem, for now, I need to find a way to make up the large sums of money I handle in the different banks, but I can think of nothing, for now”. I mentioned again.
• “You know very well that I was loyal to your father, he was the only person who took me in when no one gave a penny for me, now I will be faithful to you until my death”. he comments with his eyes lost in the window, although it was like family, he continued to see me as if I were a master and lord, Antoine for me was like a father, although I did not give it to him to show it.
• “Wartime loyalty is appreciated, but it can be your end, and I remember that you have a family to take care of”. I answered, I know how this business is, it never ends well for the fragile and although they pretend not to be, ending someone in your family is one of the points that make us weak, that's why I stay as far away from any cheesiness. “I'll think of something, don't worry. Now go with your family”. I replied again. The children and wife of my security chief were the only ones who accompanied us.
• “Okay, sir. I'm retiring”. said Antoine and then left the room, I think what he had said had hit him hard, but he was only telling the truth.
• I reread each of the letters that woman had sent, yes, it had become a habit and I am not one of those. Ivonne, who would be that woman I didn't know? But he could not help but see the fact that only by reading what he wrote did I realize that he has suffered enough and, also, that the man to whom the letter was addressed was a complete imbecile to let him do it, although I am not the one to talk about it.
• I'm not the typical man who runs after the girl in distress, not to mention.
• I am that man who has killed men just for the pleasure of seeing how life is extinguished from his eyes, I have seen women cry for their lives without doing anything to save them and who has seen children suffer for the deaths of their parents.
• I had no say in the way that man diverted that girl's attention, after all, everyone does with their lives what they see fit.
• On the other hand, sometimes, I came to dream of that woman, I imagined her so different from other women, but I could not guarantee it either, maybe she was a criminal like me, for something she was locked up, but without a doubt, that woman puzzled me. I left the house, he needs to go for weapons, surely they were trying to find my position and would not hesitate to finish me if they have the chance, those rats will not catch me off guard, and if I die, it will be under my own rules.
• I looked in the mirror, I looked like a businessman, nobody, absolutely nobody, would doubt my transparency, I just hoped that the Galician police would not suspect anything.
• Only one thing was going through my imagination at this time, Ivonne, I can't believe how it has crept so deeply into my system that I couldn't even believe all this.
• We get to the “coyote,” as he liked to be called, the world's biggest arms dealer, and who, by chance, my family makes the best deals with him. I smiled when I entered his house, as always, I was eating alone in his dining room, he is characterized by being a bitter shit, I am, but he surpasses me.