dame amor ↝ steve murphy [✔]

twelve. life is strange

Pablo Escobar had escaped prison easily. It was an embarrassment for the Colombian government. President Gaviria was grateful that his friend and the vice minister of justice, Eduardo. They sensed that something was off, the whole situation seemed strange.

By morning, police were everywhere. Nobody was really safe, even with the amount of police monitoring every road. The police were raiding the prison, leaving what was left to the DEA. Murphy and Peña got the leftovers, which they were not happy about. Once it was 'safe' to go inside, the police's words, the two agents went inside to see a trashed place that did not resemble a prison at all.

They went through thousands of leftover documents and a few porn magazines. The floors were covered in blood, but it was still walkable. After stating that the cartel's tech was better than theirs, Javi found something that he thought might be useful.

Steve laughed at the sight of Javi putting on a hat that belonged to Pablo. Steve pulled out his camera, pointing it at Javi, who held up a news article with Pablo's face on it wearing the exact same black fur hat. While posing with the article, Javi couldn't help but start laughing. Steve soon joined in on the laughter.

"That should be all. This shit is a dump." Javi threw away the hat to the floor then got up from the chair.

Steve put away the camera and took one last look at the trashed room before a small piece of paper caught his eye. It was hidden in between a stack of books, but you could still see the paper sticking out. He walked over to the books, pushing them out of the way and took the paper in his hands. One side had writing and it wasn't the nice kind.

Fucking whore. Rot in hell.

Steve didn't know who it was intended for until he turned the paper around revealing a picture of Eviana smiling. The picture had a red x drawn over her face and scribbles over her body.

"Murphy?" Javi called out to his partner. "We need to go."

Steve mumbled an okay. He stuffed the photo in his jacket pocket then carried on as if nothing had happened.

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Eviana tried to get up from her seat that was facing the view of the pool, but a maid sat her back down and grabbed her mug that had lemonade in it. She thanked the maid then continued to look back at her breathtaking view, a small radio on a table was beside her. The radio was playing a slow song that made her want to get up and slow dance, but she knew she couldn't even stand up without her feet hurting.

"You look like shit." She heard the voice of Alvaro from behind her. Suddenly, Alvaro was beside her in his own seat with a glass of vodka in his hand.

"Alvaro, its eight in the fucking morning. Isn't it too early to start drinking?" Eviana cringed.

Alvaro shrugged his shoulders. "Why are you getting so angry?"