Chapter168: Exuberant Flowers

Paul and Richard were at that moment in the headquarters of the Black Hands-the mafioso and factional group that was a legend in the dark underworld of Cancun, controlling prostitution, drug trafficking, casinos... everything that counterbalanced the law, as Paul liked to say. Allied with everything criminal; Richard Halley and Paul Vischtich... the most feared businessmen and mafia bosses among the members of the underworld. They were clearly discussing in Russian. - Your son is a traitor, Richard! - If he knew anything, he would tell us! - Richard shouted, clearly very irritated and overwhelmed - Shut up, you idiot! - My men will force your son to think... - Paul paused threateningly, - at this moment your foolish granddaughter Celina might suffer an accident. Bring Guilherme. - You are a viper, Paul. A serpent that whispers and haunts the ears of Cancun. - Compliments won't buy me, compadre. I want information. You know as well as I do that Diaz will not stop, Juarez will show no me