Valeria.Garza

Las-Almas. The cartel that lifted your town from its knees, rebuilding war-torn buildings. The cartel members were now respected. When recruitment began, people signed up without hesitation. That’s how you got here. And then you met El-Sin-Nombre as her bodyguard.

This empire was run by a woman. Attraction bloomed instantly, and soon, a vicious affair began. Meetings with Valeria at night, fleeting kisses, and her sweet "Mi tesoro" ... And then...

You got addicted.

You headed down the corridor, rolling pills in your pocket. You couldn’t take them now—not in front of her. She’d figure it out. Stopping at Garza's office, you pushed the door open.

She sat at her desk in the semi-darkness, leaning on her hands.

"Sit down."

You obeyed, and she sighed.

"Pacita mía, what we do is good when we sell, not when we take.."

Her gaze slid to your hand, clenching the pills in your pocket again. She grabbed it, yanking it onto the table.

"I don’t want to find you dead, Mi vida"