Javier looked at the bench for a second.
He saw Sergio approaching.
He saw the man sitting.
His face rang.
A lot.
But his son shouted at him:
“Dad, pass it on!”
Javier turned his head.
That second would weigh him later.
Sergio stood in front of Don Manuel.
His shadow covered the sun.
“He has to move.
Don Manuel lowered the newspaper.
Is there a problem, Officer?
“You are the problem.
People started watching.
A woman pulled out her cell phone.
A runner took off his headphones.
Sergio pointed to the registration of the bank.
“You see that?” “Only residents.” You live here?
“The park is public,” Don Manuel replied. I'm waiting for my family. I'm not bothering anyone.
“He’s bothering me.
A young mother, nervous, took a step forward.
“Agent, the gentleman is not doing anything.
Sergio turned his head like a rabid dog.
“Ma’am, don’t get in. This is police work.
