I was a general in South America

"Mom, why did you buy so many new clothes today?"

A five-year-old girl, facing the mirror in the room, spun around excitedly and asked a question.

Her eyes smiled so much they narrowed into two lines, like crescent moons.

Viana, who was holding her younger sister beside her, looked refreshed and gently patted her daughter's hair with a contented smile.

"Mom did a good deed, and good deeds are rewarded. These clothes are a reward for us. In a few days, Mom will let you live in a big and spacious house."

"Really? Can I have my own room?"

Looking at her eldest daughter's innocent face, a pang of heartache flashed in Viana's eyes.

Their house in Kochipa Commune was just a one-bedroom apartment... less than 30 square meters, with the family of three crammed into one room.

The child's father, like most Colombian men, went out to do some business, but he never found out whether he was alive or dead.

Although prostitution pays well, the gangs operating these establishments charge exorbitant protection fees in order to better control them.

Of course, you can choose not to pay that much...

Then you'll only be able to stand on the street or solicit customers in alleyways...

Viana's two daughters are still young, and she knows what will happen to them in Colombia if something happens to her.

However, everything changes starting today...

Viana couldn't help but picture Lieutenant Lucas's face in her mind, and two unusual blushes rose on her cheeks, a rare occurrence for someone who had been with countless men.

$2000 was enough for her to move her daughter out of the dangerous commune and send them to school...

If I work a little harder, I might be able to save up enough money to move to Bogotá or Medellín.

At 22, her life was ruined, and her only hope was that her two daughters could grow up healthy and happy.

"Of course, you'll have your own room from now on."

"That's great, Mom... I'll do good deeds in the future so that my sister and you can have your own rooms too."

Children may not understand, but the words they say unintentionally can be the most heartwarming.

Viana quickly wiped her eyes with her hand, her smile growing even brighter, as if all the suffering she had endured was worth it at this moment.

Thump...thump...thump

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

Viana frowned slightly; she was young, but that didn't mean she lacked experience.

She quickly gestured for her bouncing eldest daughter to be quiet and carefully placed her younger daughter into the cradle.

I've lived here for a long time, and all my neighbors are familiar with me. They know what I do for a living and never knock on my door during the day to bother me.

Moreover, he had just been to the police station that day, and Lieutenant Lucas had reminded him to be careful. At this moment, his vigilance had not decreased because of the US dollars he had just received.

In Manizales, a woman who raised her daughter alone, without any sense of security... would have been completely taken advantage of and turned into a corpse in the suburbs long ago.

The knocking kept going on...

After settling her daughter in, Viana tiptoed to the door and peered through the peephole...

"Open the door."

ah...!

Viana recoiled in fright; the man who had just been outside the door was smiling at her...!

She remembered it clearly; those eyes were those of the person she had seen in the restroom!

Bang....

The door was kicked hard, and the debris and plaster on the door frame fell to the ground like chaff.

Her eyes instantly filled with fear. Without the slightest hesitation, she quickly ran back to her room, moved the blankets piled in the corner, and opened the wooden box underneath.

The eldest daughter's face was full of doubt, but she followed her mother's instructions and did not ask any questions.

My mother said that if anything happens at home, I should take my younger sister and hide in the box.

The sound of kicking the door grew louder and louder...

Viana glanced frantically at her baby daughter in the cradle. There was no time...!

She could only put her eldest daughter in the box, trying her best to control her panic so as not to affect her daughter. She touched her head and instructed her, "No matter what happens later, don't come out. Wait two hours, then go to Grandma Aqi and ask her to take you to the Cato branch to find Chief Herrera."

The eldest daughter pursed her lips and nodded firmly.

She closed the trunk door, moved the blanket back to its original place... Viana was about to rush out the door.

The door was kicked open with a bang!

A familiar figure walked in: "Long time no see..."

"What are you doing? I don't know you. Please don't hurt my daughter." Viana looked panicked and kept backing away... stopping in front of the cradle to protect her little daughter, who was still smiling and licking her pacifier.

Ronan surveyed the room and noticed the baby in the cradle... He walked over, shoved Viana aside, and gently touched her delicate pink face, a wicked smile spreading across his face: "Shh... don't disturb her."

"You also have a daughter?"

Hearing this, Viana became even more nervous...

In Colombia, babies have no value... but it's different for little girls who are only a few years old.

Viana shook her head, her voice trembling, and said, "She just went to play with someone else, who are you...!"

She wasn't stupid enough to hand over the US dollars. The fact that the other party came to her door meant they knew something, and for a prostitute to hand over a large sum of US dollars would be tantamount to admitting guilt.

"Hehe, you've seen me before, think about it again."

Ronan stared into Viana's eyes, trying to see if she was lying.

To be honest, prostitutes' acting skills are Oscar-worthy, since they have to pretend to be enjoying themselves every day in order to finish work quickly.

"take away..."

I couldn't detect anything amiss in the other person's eyes...

Ronan waved his hand, signaling his men to take the woman away. Lucas's henchmen were probably already there; he didn't have time to dawdle any longer...

Holding her daughter up by two burly men, Viana dared not resist... fearing they would harm her.

......

Tap...tap...tap

Hurried footsteps echoed through the hallway...

After assembling his troops, Moreno rushed to the police station at the address Viana had left behind.

After all, their attire was very conspicuous; they were all heavily armed soldiers. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the "Cochpah Shoes and Hats Shop," the elderly owner, supported by his clerk, came over and gave them some information.

Five minutes ago, a group of people came to inquire about Viana's whereabouts, and the man revealed her location under their threats.

Upon hearing this news, Moreno dared not delay any longer and immediately led his men into the stairwell.

The door was wide open...

Only the baby in the cradle remained indoors...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!"

Moreno cursed three times in a row, convinced that Viana had been taken away by Ronan Einar.

There's no doubt about the drug dealers' methods; we must rescue Viana as soon as possible...

He turned on the radio: "Attention everyone, a black Toyota SUV left Kochipa Commune five minutes ago. If you spot a similar vehicle at any intersection, stop and inspect it immediately. If there is a woman in the car, impound it immediately."

After issuing the order.

Moreno looked at the baby in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then said to his subordinate, "Take this child with you, and we'll send him to Herrera to look after later."

Thump...

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the corner of the wall.

Moreno immediately pinpointed the location of the sound, warily eyeing the corner while subtly giving the soldier a wink.

The wooden crate was opened...

A girl curled up in a ball, biting her lip, her innocent big eyes filled with tears, shaking her head at them incessantly.