“Alessandro”

It had been two days since I'd received the call from Moreno informing me about the siege at Junqueira and his visit to Ana Carolina. I told Catarina that the police were closing in. She was very bored, having to stay in bed until the end of her pregnancy. She'd been in bed for over fifteen days. Her belly seemed to be getting bigger every day, and she didn't have much energy. I started working from home as much as possible, so as not to leave her alone. And our friends were here every day.

It was already mid-afternoon, and I had to go to work. I kissed my wife, one on her belly, and another on my beautiful son lying next to his mother, who assured me she would take good care of him. Pedro was a smart, happy boy, and I was more and more amazed by how intelligent and well-behaved he was.

I arrived at the company, sorted everything out, and was having coffee with Patrício when my phone rang. It was Flávio.

"Hey, Chief Moreno. To what do I owe the honor?" I answered in a goo