Victoria
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En una ciudad (realmente no importa mucho cuál) al norte de México se reportan varios incidentes. Uno tras otro. Todos siguen un patrón fijo y las condiciones son similares. La policía asegura a los medios de comunicación que se trata de gente involucrada con el narcotráfico. O ¿Te ha sucedido que la oportunidad más grande de tu vida puede tornarse en tu peor pesadilla? Es el caso de Omar Velazques. mar Velazques, un detective novato a quien se le otorga el caso gracias a un conocido en un puesto más alto. Victoria es la pareja de Omar desde hace siete años. Se conocieron en la preparatoria, mientras él pedía un capuccino moka en un local cerca de la misma. No imaginaba que esa mujer tan insoportable terminaría robándole el corazón. Esto no acaba en una simple historia de amor, llena de clichés y estupideces. Victoria comienza a actuar extraña, Omar la ve salir todas las noches y volver poco antes de las 4:00 a.m. día a día luego de tantos años. Él no entiende qué sucede, asume su papel como investigador siguiendo a su concuvina todas las noches, la sorpresa que obtuvo es algo que revolvería el estómago a cualquiera.
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