Maximilian's point of view

"Sir, they have confirmed the delivery of the goods," Geronimo looked at me pleased, it was almost eleven o'clock at night and I could call it a day.

"Perfect, thank you very much, it was a small but quite productive cargo, let's go then, Gerónimo, leave the night shift in charge of the warehouse."

"Everything is ready, Maximiliano, is something wrong?" I noticed he was a little distracted.

Geronimo stared at me, he knew me perfectly, and yes, many things were happening, lately being a mafioso was not something I liked, the work was not complacent, trafficking merchandise, and exposing men to face the police and...