The words of the grandmother

"A stitch in time saves nine." That's what my grandmother used to say, and I believed her. The old woman had to have some reason, she had lived 101 years. Those were the only words I had kept in my memory and I walked through life with the intention of applying them.

That's why I had to kill Ramiro. Too unstable. That man was bad for business. But my grandmother had made a mistake, I saved more than nine. Since then everything was easy, liquid money, sound and singer, the rest was like sewing.

However, sometimes things can change, how I would like to tell you, old lady. Sometimes we believe too much in our steps and when we think that everything is fine. BOOM everything is over.

Last night a son of Ramiro went into the house, killed my wife and my children. Now I'm looking for him before he finds me. I'm sorry, grandmother... we do not always know how to give stitches.