State terrorism unleashed by Yankee imperialism awakens a monster of destruction and murder in a peaceful country. The jackal, thirsty for innocent blood, arrives to subdue and control even the most honest. Leha has lived hiding from her past, which is quick to catch up with her.
Genre: FICTION / CrimeHe left the station, a sea breeze flooded his lungs with fresh air, he felt as if all the air in his lungs was renewed, ummm the only good thing that the Sheppeard has is that magnificent location of the house, he said to himself, driving the patrol car down the main street towards the hill where the house was located, he passed by the shopping center, the new Villa, the cabins of the insurance company, the pine forest and at the end of the route an imposing house of three was outlined. He approached the large metal gate at the entrance and looking at the camera embedded in the steel pillar shaped like a globe, he sounded the siren, it took a few seconds and the large gates began to open little by little, he got into the patrol car to enter the grounds of the house, about five hundred meters ahead was the house surrounded by beautiful gardens, It seems that this house never gets dirty, thought the sheriff, there is no sign of garbage, no dry leaves, even in autumn when there are usually leaves on the ground, that devilish taste for cleanliness that this woman has, he said to himself angrily.
