Chapter 30

The days, the weeks, the months go by and, although things seem calmer, it is only a false sensation. Since the death of Chucho, my friend Chucho, things have become more relaxed on the one hand, and tougher on the other.

Sofia goes everywhere with protection, in the house I have an armed man at all times, and a neighbor who makes sure there is food, the house is clean, and my baby is watched. Even at school, she is watched, I don’t want anything to get past me regarding her. I have two men assigned to me for protection.

My name already attracts a lot of attention in all the neighborhoods; in one way or another, they know who I am, and that can be a problem. Don Braulio already had me in his sights after that game of dominoes in which, to be honest, I humiliated him. Now, this is a reality, and the risk is increasing. This is my life; this is the reality that, somehow, I have chosen for myself, and there is no turning back now.

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