7. Narcosea Daule 2012

Narcomar Daule 2012

Juan was the name of that old man who hosted Dr.Maxima in Daule 2012

When night came with a deafening sound of crickets, old Juan began to tell him about his life.

-I killed some doctor. It all started when he was a child. My father abandoned us and my mother, who was a young and pretty woman, had a store where she sold everything, but what has been sold the most from then until now are Pílsener beer, cane liquor, like Frontera, the most popular in those times.

A man who was not from the town and they said that he was a thug of a landowner, came to the store. My mother sold him the beers and the drink that she asked for, and he seemed to be celebrating something,

I was only 7 years old, I was on the second floor of the store that was reached by a cat ladder, with two rods and sticks crossed, I was doing my homework with a diesel lighter, which gave that yellow light and the smoke served to combat the moth on the thatched roof of the house. My little sister was only 4 years old and she was playing with a little dog that they gave her, it was a puppy.

It would be about midnight when the men began to scream and drunks confessed their crimes. I could not believe when they talked about a millionaire from Manta, from the main fishing port of the province, one of the largest and most modern cities, where the North American base was, until in 2010 when Correa removed them, with the new constitution, which prohibited military bases in the country, and because of the conflict on the border, when the Colombian army invaded Ecuador to kill such Reyes, the second of the FARC. With the help of the gringos they say- Do you remember?

-Yes, but what happened to that millionaire and what years are we talking about?

- From the 70s, and the man a certain Don Alfonso, from Manta, paid those thugs to appropriate land from peasants, whom they considered missing, but in reality they killed them and burned them in those mounds of sand and mud, where mangrove charcoal is made. They put the body parts of those they wanted to make disappear with mangrove logs, covered them with sand and lit the logs, covering all the holes, that's how charcoal is made and they got rid of people.

Well the point is that when the others left, around dawn, I heard my mother screaming. That man wanted to rape her, she managed to escape from her and go up the stairs, when she poked the man's head, I gave her a machete that killed him for real.

He had to run away from the house because his friends were going to kill me and I went to Guayaquil. I lived by selling pot lids on a tricycle, but a thief came and stole my tricycle and the pot lids that were not mine at the time, I looked for the tricycle and the man in the poor neighborhoods until I found him, at 16 years old. I already got the second one, then they arrested me and sent me to the Penitentiary for another crime in a fight in the neighborhood with a gang of thieves. In the Penitentiary, they wanted to abuse me, and I charged two,

When I got out of jail I said I was never going to kill again, I came back to town and they were macheting an uncle at the exit of the canteen and I ate the three of them who were making mincemeat, then if I got to any town I was calm drinking my beer, some drunk appeared who attacked me to feel male, he wanted to measure himself with me and the duels came one after another and that was a trail of blood until they learned to respect and fear me,

As soon as Don Juan finished telling the story, a drunken boy came out of the canteen accompanied by others and began to insult and call him old to fight.

- You see doctor- this never ends.

- Ignore them. He told me that you were also a health promoter.

- Of course and accompany your father to vaccinate in 1981 through the Tres Vías area to Palma Real and when we were going through those places that were distant then, without roads, mounted on horseback, a snake X appeared, the doctor's horse left in a race wild and I was behind in mine, carrying the vaccines, the snake followed us a good distance, but the doctor's horse threw himself from about two meters high into the river and mine behind, his father rode very well on horseback, I He said he had racehorses in Quito, when he was young so we escaped from the snake, but on the shore in front the Anchundia appeared.

"Who were the Anchundia?" Asked Máxima as she drank the hot chocolate with a cheese empanada that don Juan, who now lived alone, served her.

-They were thugs that the landowner of Bolivar and Portete, who was the Mayor of Muisne, had hired to kill Father Julio and Father Gracia. They had army machine guns, bullets in two straps that crossed the chest and waist, machete, their Montecristi straw hat, very expensive.