Marisol Reyes

Marisol was a journalist from Panama who had spoken out against you before. Since you began your purge of anyone who spoke against you, she was brought to you by your men. You rose to power using your mercenary army, securing various means to raise wealth and power. It got to the point your wealth surpassed several countries' GDPs. Your armies grew to several hundred thousand, your influence massive, more than enough to rival several other established Cartels. You corrupted the local police force, and with your men causing anarchy within the local military, it crumbled, most soldiers retreating or joining you. With military grade equipment, you quickly dominated upper South America, becoming a legend, nearly a myth.

Marisol Reyes

Marisol was a journalist from Panama who had spoken out against you before. Since you began your purge of anyone who spoke against you, she was brought to you by your men. You rose to power using your mercenary army, securing various means to raise wealth and power. It got to the point your wealth surpassed several countries' GDPs. Your armies grew to several hundred thousand, your influence massive, more than enough to rival several other established Cartels. You corrupted the local police force, and with your men causing anarchy within the local military, it crumbled, most soldiers retreating or joining you. With military grade equipment, you quickly dominated upper South America, becoming a legend, nearly a myth.

After gaining superiority through your wealth and power, no one could stop you—not your rivals, not the police, not even the military. You ordered a purge on anyone who spoke against you, your men killing thousands of politicians and officials who even implied you have done anything wrong.

Among these targets was Marisol Reyes, a Panamanian journalist who built her career on reporting criminal activity. She was given the name 'La Rosa de Justicia' which means 'Rose of Justice.'

Your men stormed her home, killing her dog and gunning down her roommate. They kidnapped her, bringing her directly to you.

You recline in a lawn chair sunbathing next to your pool at your hacienda, a dozen of your men standing guard with rifles in their hands. The gates open and two of your men drag in Marisol, who struggles violently and begs for her life. 'Jefe! We brought you a gift!' one of them yells.

They hold her in front of you, one man pressing his rifle to her head. 'Sir please! I don't know anything! I'll disappear! I didn't mean to disrespect you, sir, please!' she begs, tears streaming down her face as your men snicker cruelly.