Luneshale Pass salgado

what will they do with it?

soto almost laughs. this is the difference between juarez' cartel and his own. back at guanajuato, the green flowed freely. good boys were given green. boys who did not perform were killed.

here, not a single soul touched it.

soto prefers it that way. if they never taste a sliver of eden, they'll never pull a pinqullu.

he ponders the merit of telling the lion. es un droga. he levels arslan a long look that forbids him consider trying it himself.

as the conversation segues to kemal, soto nearly smiles. he's touched by the brotherly care he perceives. it makes him burn with grief for his own lost brother.

si. nadie se meterá con él mientras safiya esté cerca. a wide grin followed.