Jack

I didn't know how many hours I had slept, but from how tired I was, it was only a few. I had a meeting back at the barracks where they wanted to put me on the case of a no-salt patrician. All my colleagues had been through her before, and they kept complaining that she was too much trouble.

Before I leave the house to go to work, I always look at the cell phone of the hot ogre, who is still with me. I also check mine, which already had a message from Rafa, making an appointment for me to meet him at his friend's company tomorrow at...