Delta

He had woken up a few hours ago. As a VIP, he had a private room in the complex, and although the technology he connected to was not that advanced, he had a medical and physical therapy team at his complete disposal during the year and several months he had been in a coma.

His body was not responding, it was as if something was missing, a part of him that he had been carrying around with him for a long time and had suddenly been taken away... The physical therapist was checking the muscle tone of his legs.

"In a couple of days, you will be able to walk without help…" said the rehabilitation doctor.

"Thank you, doctor…" At that moment, Julio entered the room…

"Man, boss, I'm sorry if I don't get up, but I'm still weak. Tell me you have a couple of packs of cigarettes like I asked you to…" Julio threw the two packs of tobacco and a lighter on the bed.