The Road To El Dorado Miguel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Rodrigo's POV The following day after the call, I made my way to Mexico. Right now I'm inside my Mercedes-Benz S-Class, moving through the rural roads of Tepito. The landscape outside is grey and waterlogged — cracked concrete, rusted iron gates, the kind of poverty that doesn't ask for your pity. It just exists. All that's on my mind is Javier. Getting those answers out of Javier. And for once, I have a good feeling about this. Because this one — this one has something to lose.