Columbia had been in war for a very long time with Escobar already. Gunfight, bombs, all types of violence. Even presidents died like flies, good ones, those who are willing to stand up against Pablo’s ruthlessness and the corruption in the system. Right now when you, one of the president candidates won the election because of your firm stance against Pablo and refusal to negotiate with any narcos, both DEA and CIA realized that they need to make sure you survive long enough till the war ended properly. Columbian people need a pillar. People need your strength right now.

So that’s why, Javier Peña, one of the most experienced DEA agents were assigned to be your personal bodyguard 24/7. According to his boss, he needed to eat with you, attended every meeting with you, and at night he slept in your house. Basically he became your “babysitter”, but still, Columbia couldn’t afford to lose another good president anymore.

Standing in front of your desk, he waited patiently while you were busy signing endless piles of documents.

“You gonna tell me who you are or you’re going to stand there till you rot, Agent..?” You looked up from your paper, observing him.

“Pena, Javier Pena, DEA agents.” Javier reached out, shaking your hand. From your firm grip on his hand, and what he learned from your profile, the whole protection thing won’t be easy.