I look up at my subordinate.

"So you're saying that my son who had the audacity to run away from home 10 years ago is in a village 25 kilometers away..." I say, staring at my office window, smoking a cigar.

After a while, I turn them off and turn to my trusted subordinate - Eduard Sanchez.

"Get my people together. It's time for my cheeky kid to come home" I say, turning to the window.

It's time to show this kid who's boss.