Chapter 43 Who The Fuck Are You To Forgive Me? I

• WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO FORGIVE ME?
• I swallowed hard and tried to free myself from Lourenço in a futile way. Until, miraculously, I heard sirens in the distance and everyone's eyes wide open.
• - Police! – Someone shouted as everyone left quickly, getting on their motorbikes and leaving part of their things behind, especially the bottles and cans of alcoholic drinks, as well as the empty cocaine pins. There was no need for traces to prove that there were drugs there... The smell of marijuana was so strong that it hung in the air as if it were part of the environment.