Chapter 61

Neguinho sighed, but remained silent, listening to everything. On the horizon, the sun turned orange and the sky was stained in shades of purple. In the distance, I could still hear sounds of dogs barking and loud music, but in that moment of silence, my mind totally relaxed from its tight reins. Neguinho stared at me again, hitting once again against my shoulder with one hand.

"I understand what went through your head, Ravenna, but I still don't agree," he said, in a much calmer and more delicate tone. "I was saved by this community. I was from Maré and I fucked up. They left me to die here, if it weren't for Picasso, I would be in the ditch. He adopted me. So, everyone in here wants to despise me in some way. Even those who pretend to like me, mock when the boss is not looking. And, fuck, I would shoot each one, if I could. But that would fuck the boss's side... He helped me, so I don't do shit. Only when he says so.

"But it's not something I can control," I explained,