I'll be waiting, little Mia.

Yeah, well, I'd rather wait, not you. - I thought.

All desire to shoot is gone, I need a bucket of vanilla ice cream and watch some kind of TV series. Reboot my head.

I pass by my father's office and hear the voice of my father's security guard, I forgot his name, in my opinion, with the letter "M".

- You don't understand don, I have to do this, they will kill me!

- Marcus, put the gun down, what are you doing?

Exactly Marcus!

My God, when will I stop being in such unpleasant situations. In theory, I should walk past and call...