Alemão
I resolved what I needed to, always keeping an eye on Jorge Luís, but the wiretap in the car started to reveal a web of crimes that went far beyond what I had imagined. The guy wasn't just a jerk trying to live a façade. He smuggled cigarettes and manufactured adulterated drinks that he sold as if they were imported. Besides that, he stole shipments from large companies: appliances, groceries, and even hospital equipment.
His crimes were serious, organized, and made sense to explain why he had so much money. But what really unsettled me was realizing how clever he was. He had created such a well-structured network that no one had ever managed to catch him. There were no traces, no solid evidence against him, and, apparently, Jorge Luís always surrounded himself with people willing
