The Castillo Cartel: Dear Marvin
I didn’t have any time to waste.
Unlike Marvin, I wasn’t that much of a believer, but that didn’t stop me from pointing the box and the key to the sky. “Please, god, don’t make this any harder than it has to be.” I closed my eyes, praying to the lord.
I held my breath as I opened the music box and connected the keyhole with the small object in my hands.
Happiness could not even describe my feeling as the box had opened, revealing a USB stick. It was just as Tiago had told me.