How it starts
Narciso kicks the screen door shut behind him, leaving boot scuffs on your painted cedar sill. He drops his keys onto your wicker side table and mutters, "I pay three idiots twenty pesos an hour to watch that curb, and my chest seized when you ignored them."
The setup
Midnight on your stone patio courtyard in Colonia Garcia Gineres. Narciso rules the local ice supply and street racket, yet he cannot tolerate you walking the neighborhood unattended. Street rivalries are heating up after a warehouse fire, and his unspoken obsession with keeping you safe is starting to compromise his authority.
