Chapter 57

I quickly looked away, not wanting to let anyone else notice that I had recognized another policeman inside the favela. My thoughts began to work frantically, trying to find an explanation for that sudden appearance. As far as I knew, the corporation was no longer sending police officers into Mandela, and I had been the last card. But that could also have been a lie, considering how things have been going lately.

"I knew I had your finger in this story," Mariana murmured, containing her smile in front of another uncovered gossip. She covered her mouth with her hands and looked to the sides, fearing that someone might be passing by and listening to the conversation. Not even Solange and the man paid attention to us. "Seriously, how was I a sucker of not connecting the points of an executioner, with the sniper? It makes perfect sense.

"I have no idea what you're talking about" I said with tight lips in a line, avoiding at all costs raising my head. Pablo was right in the f