8. Narcosea: Tres Vías 2012

8.Narcomar: Tres Vías 2012

The Anchundia were perverse thugs, they were brought by Bolívar's landowner, who was the most powerful, to kill the priest's Julio and Gracia, who were the parish priests of Muisne. - Don Juan said while lighting a full-speed brand of tobacco, under A light bulb surrounded by insects, he liked them because they did not have a filter and they were the best way to drive away mosquitoes that abounded day and night.

-Why did you want to kill the parents? -´Maxima asked, as she killed one after another, the anopheles that harassed her.

"They were communist priests, according to the rich men," she said with a gesture of rejection of those rich men. First, we escaped from a poisonous snake and when we threw ourselves into the Repartidero River, with the horses and the vaccines, those men appeared on the other shore.

- Who are you and what are you doing here? - Asked the father of the boys who accompanied him.

"I'm the doctor who is vaccinating," answered his father.

- I think I know you. Are you a friend of Muisne's priests, right? I saw him sometime when he is giving a course to promoters in Puerto Nuevo with another Italian doctor.

I was alert, and I was wielding my machete, maybe I would have to dress them if they pointed his rifles at us.

- Yes, I am their friend and you, who are you?

- We are hunters and we hunt.

- They told me that there were some people here who wanted to kill Father Gracia.- Is it you?

My blood ran cold, I thought the worst would happen, but their father told them

- I don't want a problem, yes, but if you look for them, we're not going to run. Parents don't want bullets, but I can find help here or in Colombia if they want problems.

- At that time in Colombia, there was a war against the FARC, which was news. Thousands of Colombians came to Ecuador. The Condor Plan was lived throughout the region.

The Anchundia only said- Easy doctor, as I told you, we are only hunting gloves.

The next morning, Máxima had her limoncello water for breakfast with a plate of rice and fried cheese, and with Antonio they arrived at Tres Vías. The people were waiting for her. Upon arrival, he was surprised that the dispensary was on the second floor, that to get there you had to climb a steep concrete staircase, with irregular steps, one higher than others, which could easily lead to an accident in patients, or to them. it was very difficult if they were weak.

In the office, the desk and the patient exam table were in a small but well-lit space overlooking the street. The auxiliary had a dark room separated by a board.

"Where is the bathroom?" She asked.

-In the background to the right- but there is no water.

- There's no water?

- The water is collected and the rain in that tank that is at the entrance, but it is summer, it has not rained for a month.

- How can I wash my hands?

- We are going to buy you one of those bottles of water for human consumption, we don't delay, the store is downstairs.

"Where can we eat something?" Asked Antonio.

"Doctor," answered the assistant, who was a very kind young black woman, "the president of the parish council invited him to her house to eat." Let's go?.

In the house of the president of the parochial meeting, which was the best in town, they had prepared a succulent welcome meal.

- Hello doctor- my name is Genaro Zambrano- welcome to my humble home. I present my wife my father-in-law, my children.

That house was not humble at all, but it was not a mansion either, in the courtyard it had many thin boards and planks stacked.

- Do you have a sawmill? asked Máxima.

- Yes, I am dedicated to wood, I buy, sell, I also make boards, staves.

-A hunch came to her, she thought that maybe he was the guy who threatened her father on the bus 7 years ago, when he tried to stop a truck loaded with wood.

-Do you have family in Chamanga?

- Well my family lives further on, where the bridge over the Rio Cojimíes is.

This put her on alert, perhaps she had come to work in the town of a timber trafficker, who had automatic weapons and ties to drug trafficking- she thought.

After the meal, she went out with Antonio to tour the town.

"That's the office we were building for the Rural Social Security," she said, pointing to a one-story house, made of cement blocks and zinc.

The house was set back from the road, about 500 meters away, on a piece of land with no nearby neighborhood, next to a dirt road and the river.

-Why haven't they gone there?

- It is unfinished, it does not have water, electricity, and the walls need to be plastered.

They walked to that house, then they came back, they walked to where the old town of Tres Vías was. She caught his attention that in that small town there were two brothels. One of them near the river, on a bank, 5 meters high, music and noise came from the place.

-Is it working at noon?

- Yes - doctor here the brothels can work 24 hours,