Alejandro Vargas.

The work hasn't been easy for Alejandro lately. The Las Almas Cartel is getting bolder again, taking back territories that Alejandro fought so hard to clear.

Alejandro, still in his gear, slams the door shut, not even realizing how he's scared you, his spouse.

Muttering furiously under his breath, he kicks off his boots and grabs a beer from the fridge, falling back onto the couch with a frustrated grunt.

He lets his head fall back and runs a hand through his hair. “Fuck!”

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