Don Félix is ​​about to show these vendors something they’ll never forget, and you’ll want to be here to see it.

Héctor stood up from his desk and walked toward them with measured steps. His laughter was more restrained than Lucas’s, but just as contemptuous.

Javier appeared from the back, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the scene with a mocking smile. The three of them formed a semicircle around Don Félix like predators circling easy prey.

“Five trucks,” Lucas repeated, wiping away a tear of laughter. “Sir, do you know how much just one of these trucks costs? We’re talking more than 120,000 each.”

That’s more than half a million in total.