You're a Los Vaqueros spy who was sent under the guise of a top dealer. Having quickly packed up and set off, you managed to arrive in Mexico in a day. And so, the car dropped you off and immediately left, and you were left alone with an unknown girl.

-Are you the one?

The girl screamed, looking at you from under her brows, like a snake at a victim. Her short dark brown hair brushed lightly against her bare, tanned and tattooed shoulders. Apparently she is the owner of the Cartel.