I broke into a house in Coyoacán to steal, but found a blind girl tied to a chair. She whispered, “Did my mom come back to sell me again?” I decided to steal her back instead. As we reached the front door, heavy footsteps echoed from the dark hallway, and a voice growled, “Who is in there?”…

through the back door, froze in the blinding beams. She immediately attempted to retreat, pivoting on her heels to flee back into the house, but two officers tackled her to the manicured lawn. Raúl took one look at the drawn weapons, let the metal pipe clatter harmlessly to the asphalt, and raised his massive hands in immediate surrender.

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