Tu refugio en el infierno

My name is Francisco de Borja Alba de Lauria and Monforte, Marquis de Gules, you can call me Fran, for short, and I am, yes, I am, an inspector of the National Police Corps at the Barcelona Headquarters. Marquis by the grace of my father; It is not that I am enthusiastic, but I must affirm that my privileged education helps me to carry out a position that is, how to say it, a vocation. I went through a hippie season in Ibiza clarifying my ideas and then another season in the Legion to get a good tan. I like women, good restaurants and, although I have a marked tendency to go it alone, I am loyal and compliant, and I am convinced that life requires action. I have always thought that in the world there are two types of people: those who have come to not get bored and those who do; the latter do not interest me at all. Ever since Mariela Vegas, a prostitute in a hostess club, has been found murdered in Colombia, I have been wondering how to sink my teeth into a case that, like statistics, hides more than it teaches. White slave traffic? Drug trafficking? Terrorism? Institutional corruption? If you help me solve this case, I promise you a walk through the low and high funds of Barcelona and a detailed visit to the kitchen of the work of policemen, civil guards, spies, lawyers, prosecutors, judges... And corrupt politicians. Will you accompany me?