Lucio Affonso pulled over on the high way. “Shit.” He cursed, hitting the stirring of his vehicle vehemently with his hands and nodding his head frantically at the same time without looking at Rodrigo who is sitting next to him on the passenger’s seat, still cursing in his local dialect.

“Calm down boss!” Rodrigo said seeing the anger that emanated from his boss, he looked out on the rear view mirror of the vehicle to see if anyone was following them.

“We are busted man, fuck.” Lucio cursed again, as he opened the car door and came down, then began to pace up and down the high way where he...