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My mom seemed to hide it, but I'll start with her statement below.

Mikael: Will you do it or not? "I finally said with a slightly heavy tone"

After thinking about it for a few seconds, she confessed.

Sabai: But don't say I told you, since I overheard it.

That 'chance' seems like 'hidden'.

Sabai: That was on Monday, two days ago when she arrived late from work and was desperate: it seems that they will not employ her since there was an incident within the company. They became bankrupt and will not be able to continue operating, so they were given two days to finalize the contract; and in which it has not found a replacement.

That would explain his behavior.

I remember that on Monday I was at home all day, so I could have noticed, but I let my guard down. That must have been around 9pm, when I fell asleep while reading.

Michael: I understand.

There are certainly difficulties and the situation is not good.

I don't understand why I lived in a place like this, it only made things worse.

She has always made decisions, both good and mostly bad.

But that's beside the point.

What matters now, and we know, she, who has a fragile body, could fall ill at any moment.

Will that be a justification on my part to do something now?

It's not as if he believed me to be some kind of card up his sleeve or the savior of the situation.

But don't confuse what you think you are with what you might be able to do.

I guess it's time to get rid of this burden, and start looking for a possible solution, albeit selfish.

Sabai: Stop being silent and go!

He says while pushing me while I'm suffocating.

Mikael: Sorry, thanks for the information, little sister.

She, like my little sister, is two years younger than me: she is 14, Jony is 15, and Milanys is 13.

I consider that each one has their function and Sabai are my eyes and ears.

I'll have to give her lessons on how to hone her skills to be a perfect spy at some point.

Part III

After a long Thursday, we have finally reached the starting point.

Guffy said goodbye to my mother politely and to my two sisters with unusual charm.

This man... he better not think about it and even less do it in front of my mother, who noticed him since he arrived home.

Mikael: Yes, you have guts.

Guffy: Why do you say that, my brother?

Mikael: Forget it.

Guffy: You're the one who has guts, my brother. You let me know in advance a false version that I was going to tell Ophelia about what we are going to do.

It was what I considered necessary.

Mikael: ...maybe.

The ease of accepting or seeing a version of the facts will not always make the act understood from different perspectives, but it is a greater disadvantage, and responsibility must be taken later, because there is more to lose if the truth is then reached.

Guffy: It's 10:35 p.m., we must go to the west center of the city, the subway will take us ten minutes before the time agreed upon by them.

Guffy: I will give you a brief explanation while we are on the way to the Florida Blanca station, after entering the subway we will not talk even in the central west, until we finish the night's work, and they return us to the starting point, and we leave the central west.

Michael: I understand.

He is certainly cautious, intelligent, and sharp in interpreting the reality of the facts. It is clear that he knows very well how to deal with these types of connections.

He seems like an ordinary bum, but this man has a great deal of mobility between connections of different degrees: having him as an enemy with so many influential sides in his favor is fatal.

This world of connections is extremely difficult to even imagine; because one wrong step or one mispronounced word, and you are coldly dismembered.

Guffy: We will go to a warehouse in the southwest Merchant Village, we have to unload six trucks of 480 kilos of first-class export heroin each, and then load it aboard six cargo yachts in the rear port of the warehouse.

Each truck has 4 platforms where each one carries 10 bags of 12 kilos each bag: the bags are arranged in pairs of two horizontally and then vertically. Each platform finally being 120 kilos, and four platforms inside the truck for a total of 480 kilos.

The six trucks in total carry around 2,880 kilos of heroin each week...

But it is more interesting that the exported top quality heroin is like gold bars for consumers and consumers; but the big problem is the international transfer.

Having that amount of heroin within the country and handling it is only for the high class of nobles. And once you export it, the issue is now the buyer's.

But now, if it is the other way around, and you are the one who buys it, you must be aware of what you could lose.

Double-edged weapon.

This merchandise is so delicate that heads could roll if a few kilos of heroin were missing. That demand is to try to prevent its theft and preserve as much as possible.

Guffy: Do you understand, my brother?

Michael: Yes.

Guffy: In the west there are many eyes and ears, so we will be discreet and tame but active on the road at all times. A van will pick us up at the entrance to the main west metro station.

Guffy: That's all, the rest of the work you will learn in that place, and it is not complicated at all, you just have to carry sacks.

Guffy: We have to finish moving the merchandise within the two-hour limit. That is the time to go unnoticed with the loads of food from the other sheds.

Guffy: That's it, my brother.

I have a little more clarity on the situation.

Mikael: I have a question.

Guffy: Ask whatever my brother is.

Mikael: There is something that makes me a little uneasy about trucks and transportation on the streets.

Guffy: The merchandise is brought to the Great North Ship Harbor of Mildram from an outside Country which I don't know, but it comes inside the food ships like a load of cornmeal. When the heroin is transferred to the container along with the flour, it is divided from the route of Mildram's main merchant warehouses. When the heroine arrives in the west, it is distributed to the six trucks that will come to us in the southwest. And then, from us to the yacht and then into the hands of the purchasing client: an anonymous connect.

Now I understand better.

Mikael: That was it.

And so our talk concludes.

Once we entered the Florida Blanca station, we headed west, arriving ten minutes later.

And with ten minutes left now until 11:00 p.m., I looked like an excited child in a theme park at the surrounding things.

It was an indescribable feeling at the central west metro station: this is the famous Mildram Floating District.

The floor covered with tiny textured figures; places with exotic styles and decorations; pendants that cover the skies of such long streets and avenues of different colors; courtesans and magnates, connects and civilians. And, of course, of all ages and both genders.

All the courtiers are peculiar in appearance, graceful and eloquent with a hypnotic accent.

The innocent impression of an earthly paradise.

A well-made district of pleasure and mysticism.

Hence, as if it were a different world, the clear division between the north, south, east and west of Mildram.

Each one fulfilling their business role.