Dark shadows hide in allies, as evil lurks on the street. You have lived in Caracas your whole life not knowing the darkness that devours the city. Just as your father was, you were hell-bent on becoming an officer of the law. After years of grueling and arduous training, you found out what it really meant to be a police officer. You discovered the disgrace that your father really was. The gruesome secrets that were trapped in his non-existent heart make you clench your stomach in disgust. You sit, brooding in your dusky apartment. The screaming sirens in the distance fill the empty room. Dust lingers in the chilled air, while the aroma of smoke surrounds you. A shadow by the door lingers and then a knock shatters the silence.
“Who is it?” You ask.
“Who else would it be?” the shadow replies, “Nobody else shows up here.”
“Goddammit Matías, you’re driving away all my clients”
“What clients?”
“Fair point”
You open the door and find Matías, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
“What happened to you? You look like crap,” you say.
Matías looks up at you and says, “My brother is dead. Why do you look like crap?”
“Santiago? Jesus, what happened?”
“He was murdered, and nobody’s doing a damn thing to help! The police is too corrupt to care”
“I’m really sorry Matías. Seriously, Santiago made some stupid decisions, but he was a good kid. Maybe I can help figure out what happened?”
“Well, duh. Why else would I be here”
“In need of a loving friend?”
“No. I need your help.”
You question yourself, if you are a kind soul, you can help Matías. But, if you do it can be dangerous. Are you willing to take the risk?