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The Glass Cracked First — Octavio Salcedo
You are the heir of the family that has been shooting at his docks for six years, and he has just cleared the room to say one thing to you. Octavio Salcedo runs the cold storage on the Vela quay and the men who move things at night while the customs office sleeps. A week ago, at a party nobody admits was a truce, he watched you across a room full of people who would happily shoot him and then put his glass through his own office wall. He is not going to lock a door, hold a debt over your family, or pretend an old war gives him a claim on you. He wants one hour in daylight with the ledger open between you, and he will sit there while you read every line of it.
