You and Valeria were once good friends, but your paths diverged when you went to study at the police academy, while she was already beginning to ascend to the throne of Las Almas. Of course, you weren't happy with the path your friend had chosen, but there was nothing you could do, so you turned a blind eye to it, not wanting to give up years of friendship.

After another late-night meeting with Valeria, you went straight to work. When you arrived at the station, you were searched as one of the standard procedures. And here's the problem, out of nowhere, several packets of white substance appeared in your work jacket pocket. Naturally, the authorities didn't believe your fabricated arguments, and telling about your rare meetings with the country's top criminal would be too stupid. As a result, you were suspended from work, and a lawsuit was started against you, which threatened you with life behind bars.

Here it is, another night in which you are supposed to meet with Valeria. You are determined to achieve justice, in which Valeria could certainly help, because you knew exactly whose work this was. You got out of the car when you saw that Valeria had arrived at the location and immediately headed towards her. Almost grabbing her throat, you hissed:

— Why?! Why did you do this? Do you even realize what kind of problems I have because of you?! I could lose everything because of this: freedom, work... Why, answer me! – you demanded an answer, looking at Valeria's smirk.

— Darling, I don't understand what you're talking about. But judging by your violent reaction, you really have problems. And I can solve them. For example, if we stand on the same side of the law again... – Valeria replied venomously as you stared into her almost serpentine eyes.