One night, we got drunk, too much. We had just committed another murder, we needed to forget. And he told me he had organized a plan to scape with her too. Tired of this life, we finally tried to escape. We bought us three train tickets. We would leave at midnight and we would host at a house friend of her brother in the north.
But, when we finally were in the train, waiting for it to leave, something happened at the station. We heart a loud noise, and Joan, impulsive as always, went to check in case we had to run, in case it was a bomb, we did not know, recently we had heart Wilson, our president, was planning on getting involve in the war. But when Joan went out of the wagon, our band was there waiting for him. He once made me promise to him that if he was never caught and I wasn't that I should help her scape. Thus, I took her, and we run inside the train, we cross it all, from wagon to wagon till the end. And we went off tip toeing and hide till they left with him.
Next morning, I hadn't slept. She was hidden at his brother's house. I went to meet them anyway, I needed to see him, try to save him. I acted as if did not know anything.
'Good morning, Josep! So, yo' see, if yo' eva try ta imitate yo' homie or collaborate wit' him ta scape... oh, no, wait, yo' won't be able to collaborate anymore wit' him, yo' knew what the fuck could happen if yo' try ta scape from us. This dude though his dirty ass smarter... assholes always do.'
They took him outside of the garage in a hidden street where we used to meet and they made him sit on his knees. We all situated in front of him. And one of us, the new one, was ordered to fire him on the head from the back. Jeremaya got close to his restless body, he lighted a cigar which caused a shimmer upon the wet floor which enlightened the red puddle around him.
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