When the ambulance arrived, I was still in shock but a little calmer. Hastily, two nurses put Arnaldo on a stretcher and carried him towards the vehicle. For some unknown reason, I wanted to go with him, back there, with the security guards following us in another car. Ryleea also wanted to accompany us, but I asked her to stay at home, as the hospital where her mother had worked for several years was not a safe environment.
At the hospital, I waited in a room for several hours until the only doctor in town came to see me.
— Are you Arnaldo Brandao's companion? he asked, as if he did not know that I was the man's son and the only relative outside of jail.
- Yes. How is he?
- Not good. I managed to extract the bullet, but I am not a neurosurgeon. I won't know the extent of the damage do
