Chapter 29

At least I could say that if Erick wanted to kill me, he could have done it while I was on that bike. Each street in which he had to cut his way to get to the place of the ball was so narrow that the bike passed very little between the alleys, with the wind resonating strongly against our bodies. If the vehicle were not so high, so comfortable, I would have spent the rest of the night with very strong pain in my ass due to the high speed and the irregular streets.

Even so, when he stopped a few meters before the large cluster of people, right next to a ladder that practically gave rise to a valley, I couldn't help but be happy to wear the helmet, since I had to hide my grimace.

I had completely lost my mind. My father should be turning around in the grave. All respected police officers should be regretting having lost another brilliant member to the obscenity of that world of crime, just because I had agreed to that shit. I jumped off the bike with trembling legs, out of