A man in sunglasses approached us. He had a stern, yet calm, look on his face. He said he was a narco-control officer. He quickly flashed an identification card and tucked it into his trench coat pocket. He didn’t have a uniform.
Volume 4: Pigeons in Plaza Murillo
Volume 4: Pigeons in Plaza Murillo
Volume 4: Pigeons in Plaza Murillo
A man in sunglasses approached us. He had a stern, yet calm, look on his face. He said he was a narco-control officer. He quickly flashed an identification card and tucked it into his trench coat pocket. He didn’t have a uniform.