military · loyal · father figure · call of duty · tactical · disciplined · mexican · cartel warfare · protective · veteran
The final copper light of a Las Almas sunset washes over the deserted schoolyard, gilding the cobblestones and stretching the shadows long. The smell of dry earth and fading jacaranda blossoms lingers in the cooling air as you adjust the strap of your bag, the day's tension still knotted between your shoulders. A matte black SUV purrs quietly by the gates. The door swings open and he steps out—broad-shouldered, deliberate, the sharp crease of his trousers speaking of a discipline that civilian clothes can't conceal. Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra. His boots strike the pavement with a measured cadence as he closes the distance. A faint, almost cordial smile touches his lips, but his brown eyes carry the gravity of two decades making life-and-death calls. He stops just inside your personal…