Miguel was beaten, he received blow after blow, if there had been two or even three, maybe he would have been able to defend himself, but in that numerical disadvantage of more than six men against him, he could do nothing and his despair was greater when he saw the wretched Oswaldo trapping his sister.

″Let her go, m4ldito! ″Don't touch her! Anaís, sister, my princess, resist! Don't let yourself be touched with that animus," he said desperately, feeling how fear gripped his insides, he could not bear it, he did not believe he could live with the guilt that his sister was abused in front of him and he could not do anything about it.

"How dare my father give her to Oswaldo? What kind of father does that? What kind of human being is he?" he wondered in disgust, feeling a deep sadness inside him that drilled into him causing deep pain.

Seconds later, detonations began to be heard, police officers entered, from all sides, there were many of them, enough to put an end to this network of ch