As a son-in-law, Manuel couldn’t compete with that. He knew how strong blood ties were. They unified the members of Patria y Sangre with the homeland they defended against communism and the degradation of moral values.
Manuel glanced at his watch. The ritual stipulated that, before each meeting, the Patria y Sangre members should meditate for a few minutes on their love of the country and the traditions they defended together with the junta.
juntaErnesto Candalti’s voice, however, kept on gnawing at his brain: “You’re too energetic, Manuel. Leave that half-assed Alejandro alone for the time being. I know my daughter: if you stay engaged, she will, out of stubbornness, attach herself even more strongly to that gritty vagrant. Let me solve that problem. I will instruct this Belgian priest
