closed starter // @califxrniaxdreamin
For almost a decade, self-employed financial advisor Marcelo Cortez had been keeping a secret from his wife. Just hours ago, he’d witnessed the murder of not only his business partner and good friend but also the senseless shootings of the man’s brother, father and girlfriend. Yeah… needless to say, Marcel had an extremely eventual, horrible day, which wasn’t even over yet. He found himself sitting across from his wife at the kitchen table, kids asleep upstairs in their beds, explaining how he was a top money launderer for the second largest cartel in Mexico, and they couldn’t go to the police because that would mean prison for him. Marcel would be carried away in a body bag before going to a damn prison. “Rita, por favor… will you say something? Anything…”










