Alejandro walked into his office tiredly, tossing his briefcase onto the sofa.
He had been feeling mentally exhausted recently, because ever since that incident, his wife and daughter had been suffering from nightmares frequently, and he loathed that Sergeant named Victor Carlos Vieri!
He had thought about finding someone to help, but who did he know that was tough enough for that?
In Mexico, being a policeman is the lowest of the low. Drug traffickers might deign to give you a little spending money every month, but if they don't give you face, and you can't tell who's really in charge, you might not see the sun rise tomorrow.
In just 1987 alone, Mexico lost over 700 police officers, and about 17 police stations were overtly attacked by drug traffickers.
In peaceful areas, in countries where government institutions have a strong deterrent effect, drug traffickers are like rats when they see a cat.
In Mexico...
Police are even worse than a dog kept by a drug trafficker.
