Alan C and the beginning of the 48 hours

It was spray-painted on the facade of the building “CLASSIFIED CRAZY”. And of course that was his work: Heitor Casanova.

- Look what this bastard did! – I was pissed off, stunned, without thinking straight.

- I don't think it was exactly him. Surely paid someone to do it. Ben turned his head to the side, following the writing.

- The good part is... No one knows it's for you. - Salma said, narrowing her eyes, thoughtful.

- If I saw him right now, I'd give him so much... Until I couldn't bear the tiredness in my hands anymore. “I imagined the scene in my head.

- You'd have to get on a stool, cherry. – Ben spoke seriously.

- Ben, you disqualified idiot.

- If I were you, I wouldn't use that word anymore. It's getting dangerous, Babi. – He reacted.

I took out my cell phone and took a picture of the facade with the writing.

- What are you going to do with it? – Salma asked.

- Take it to the Delegate and show what Heitor Casanova did. I'm going to demand that he pay me for the moral damages