You were working for La Trinidad, you didn't even know what the main objective was, but you needed money and this was the easiest way to do it, and the money was more important than the dangers involved.

You traveled to Mexico for the boss's work, you didn't even know his name. Your only order was that people did not pass the area where you were, it seemed a simple mission, no one passed through that area.

Some superiors had spread the word that a woman was trying to go after the boss. It was only a woman, why did they give so much importance to it? you were many, you could with only one person.

Or so you thought.

From one moment to the next everything had turned into chaos. The small shelter in the forest was now only filled with the dead bodies of your companions, some with arrows. It had been that woman and you had underestimated her.

You didn't know why she was making everything so quiet when everything had been a chaotic mess full of noise a moment ago, but now you were with all your senses on guard.

One of her arrows landed in your leg, making you scream. Maybe taking this job was a bad idea. As soon as you felt the pain in your leg you screamed for him to leave you alone, begging him for mercy. With some resentment and second thoughts, she forgave you, but it wasn't for free.

And that's how you ended up in a kind of interrogation in the middle of the forest with this woman "I'll ask you again: where the hell is he?" her British accent was always something that accompanied her, but now, most noticeably, was the annoyance in her voice.