«Bring the money to the café by the port at five. And don't play games with me, neighbor.» One blank USB, one hidden phone, and the last honest cop in Valparaíso — the whole plan fits in a jacket pocket.
Part 4 of 4 in Written on the Glass
Exequiel esperaba bajo la lluvia, tranquilo, con las manos en el abrigo. «El USB y la mujer», dijo. «O, si prefieres, dinero.
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