His career about to die.
And a man from the National Agency entering the room and saying,
“From this moment, this case is taken by me.”
That man saved Javier.
That man was Manuel Rivas.
Manuel Rivas himself who was now on his knees in the park.
“My God,” Javier whispered.
He pulled out his pocket body camera, a custom he had never lost, and turned it on.
Meanwhile, an official car stopped by the sidewalk.
He lowered the window.
It was Alberto Flores, councilor of the municipality.
Inspector, everything under control?
Richard straightened up.
“Yes, Mr. Councilman. A minor problem. Breaking and disobedience.
Alberto looked at Don Manuel handcuffed on the floor.
For a moment he seemed to recognize it.
But he decided not to.
-Okay. We have to keep this park safe.
He went up the window and left.Sergio lifted Don Manuel out of a tug and took him to the patrol car.
