27. The drug dealers' cockfig

- Well, for me it is a pleasant surprise to meet the daughter of the doctor who saved my best rooster that I have ever had - said Don Gracia, the owner of the drug district.

Dr. Máxima felt trapped by that subject over 60 years old, who was telling her the same story that her parents told her.

- Come on doctor, I'm going to show you my cock, it's not like the one in Atacames, when I met their parents, that one was big, but this is where I now do cockfights, since I can't go out.

The cockpit was a polygon with several floors of boards, and in the center a circle. where the roosters fight.

This is where we now make fights, because the government declared them illegal.

-But he was telling me that his sorrel rooster was fighting with a black rooster from Japan or the Philippines of a drug dealer, who trafficked in Los Angles, United States.

If the guy had a lot of money, he wore very expensive boots and a Mexican hat, he had a 4x4 jeep full of spotlights, and tremendous sound came from the doors of stereos that were playing blocks away. The pile of bills that he put on the table, so that all the people bet against his rooster and mine, you can't imagine, he took it out of a sack where he had bundles of thousand sucres bills. The people filled the cockpit when he came, because he liked to gamble and if he lost nothing happened, the people came out happy with his good ticket.

As I was saying, I was crazy, and I bet on my 15-year-old daughter, who was the one who took care of the roosters, she loved them, when I saw that my rooster would not stop and I saw him. to the doctor, I ran with my cock to save him. Her father, the doctor, blew his beak and blew him a drink and see, the rooster revived, while the black rooster, on the other hand, staggered and fell, that if he put his beak in the sand. The narco did the same as me, he took the cock to his father, who did the same.

While the doctor attended to the black rooster, I asked my daughter to escape, I gave her to the taxi, she went to hide with some relatives in Esmeraldas. I had to tell her what I did, and she took the rooster away, I never saw them again, but now her daughter lives with me, who is pregnant. Her husband works in fishing.

But do you know what happened to the black rooster? He was also saved and well, we were drawn, neither for him, nor for me, the people collected his bets and each one for his house.

We met again in a cockpit on the road to Muisne. Again the man with his cock and I with mine, who were no longer the same of course. We made the bets, he repeated that of doubling the bets, everyone did it and then he stopped the fight again, he wanted us to double the bets again, many of us no longer had money and if you don't bet money you lose what you bet. I went to get money. At that moment, a Coca Cola truck was delivering merchandise, I got into the driver's cabin, hit him with the handle of my gun and made him give me what he had. I returned to the cockpit, I bet and again we were drawn. We were having drinks, he took out his gun and I took mine, I shot first. The police wanted me for the robbery and for the guy's death. I hid up in the mountains, where my father had a farm, but they found me. They took me to jail, to Santas Vainas in Esmeraldas, the ugliest place in the world. There a massacre broke out between prisoners, in that brawl, when the police arrived, I was able to escape. I came here, I still did not have the houses that the neighborhood now has, it was all vacant land, I made my billiard room. I have spent a lot of money bribing the police, so that they do not arrest me, little by little they forgot me, then I formed my group, I am the boss, they take care of me, I take care of them, the police do not enter here, or gangs, if they enter They already know that they are in danger, many of us who live here are dedicated to moving drugs. The police know it, but when they come, we have our bell ringers, who warn us, we have our people who know everything about the police, where they live, who they are, who their family is, we also help them control the thieves in the area, that are born every day.

- Well Don Gracia, I have to go visit the house and ask about patients, chronic, pregnant, vaccinated.

- Well, as I told you, my granddaughter is about to give birth. I'm going to call you to look at it.

- It's okay.

A young girl appeared behind a curtain and went into the pool hall.

"She is my granddaughter," she said proudly. "This is the doctor from the insurance dispensary." We are affiliated with that dispensary doctor

"Good morning, doctor," the girl greeted, stretching out her hand to greet her.

- Good Morning. Her father tells me that he is about to give birth - When was the last menstruation?

- In July of last year, I am already in days.

The doctor took his blood pressure and went to her room to examine her abdomen.

"Where is she going to give birth?" She asked him.

- I think here at home. I don't want to go to the ho

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