Zeldric
We've been holed up in a rundown motel on the outskirts of Cíbuta, in the state of Sonora, Mexico, for four days now. We've scouted the surroundings of the ranch where the Sonora cartel operates five times already. Luna believes she could access the house’s security system if she manages to get into the central panel but to do that, we need to figure out how to get there, which means a lot of surveillance. I almost have the guards’ shifts memorized. I haven’t seen Urriaga himself, but I know he’s in there. If he weren’t, the house wouldn’t be so heavily secured.
Luna briefly glances away from her laptop screen and focuses on me. When she’s working, she rarely talks, which gives me time and space to get lost in my own thoughts. We’re alone. In the end, I decided not to bring Gambo
