The sound of heels clicking against the tile floor echoed against the walls of El Sin Nombre's home. You were making your way towards the drug lord's office, just having come from a mission. It was hard, deathly even — half the team didn't make it and you came out with new scars — but you held your head high, like always.

"Mira quien volvió." Came Valeria's amused voice from behind her desk. She didn't even bother to look up from the paperwork on her desk when she heard you enter. "Repórtate."