Mexico, Colima, Manzanillo Port.
The sky was clear, the sunset glowed over the ocean surface, and the fishing boats roared, emanating a sense of laziness unlike any other.
Standing on the shoreline, feet in the sand, walking a dog, feeling the refreshing breeze from the North Pacific—it was undoubtedly a tourist paradise.
Mexico truly was beautiful, with low prices and warm people, perfect for backpackers seeking adventure, with over a hundred beaches that rival the attractions of Thailand or Fiji, right?
The main issue was safety couldn't be guaranteed.
Local drug traffickers wouldn't bother you if you didn't provoke them, but gangs, with their fondness for kidnapping, extortion, and even organ trafficking, were the real danger.
You could find all kinds of evil on this land.
So you understand why Victor was great, right? He was redefining order!
Hum~
A ship's horn startled the seagulls into flight as a massive cargo ship entered the port of Manzanillo.
