Chapter 2
by Christi
The ID photo. That is what started all this. I only got a brief glance at it but that's inconsequential. The point is that he may call himself Senor Hierba de Trigo, but it is quite likely he goes by an alias and that he chose Wheatgrass in Espanol because he's just really into organic food.
And he mentioned once that he does like wheatgrass.
This man is not just here to work as a customer service rep at a large financial entity of good repute. He would not, with his knowledge of how the banking system *really* works, dare to toil in such an institution of iniquity unless it was to thwart those who might seek him for nefarious purposes. "Confusion to our enemies!"
Yes, he's on the lam.
What a perfect cover! You see, his picture looking like a mobster was not a mere coincidence. It was just a gift he looked like that, and he had learned to accept that awesomeness about himself. You have to understand the life he left behind. The last he saw of that life was in Rio de Janiero. And he never looked back.
Chapter 3 will be drifting in soon!
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