**JOSUÉ (LIFE STORY)**
We heard the gunshot behind us and immediately got up. The music was blaring on the other side of the house, so no one else would hear it.
Suddenly, we heard voices in the distance and realized they were coming from the large window.
Estefanía and I looked at each other, our bodies trembling with shock. We crawled towards the window and saw that my dad and hers were having a heated conversation.
We had always thought of them as licensed thieves but never imagined the horrors beyond what we knew. We knew they weren't very honest people, but at that moment, we both felt the urge to vomit when we saw a couple of men, who worked for our fathers, had shot Mr. Martínez in the head. He lay on the ground with a pool of blood adorning his body.
There was a third person w
