—¿Estás seguro?
—Claro que lo vi, le quedó una sonrisa de sinvergüenza…
—O se burla de nosotros.
El otro se rascó la cabeza y le hizo unas muecas porque no entendía.
—Lo sabes muy bien ...está es la tercera vez que se muere, luego lo vemos borracho haciendo espectáculos.
—Mire jefe, yo mismo lo hice, me fui a casa de su amante, sabía que iría, esa mujer lo tenía loco, yo sabía eso y me fui para allá.
El jefe encendió un cigarro, aspiro, le echó el humo en la cara.
—Yo lo hice jefe, cuando llegó, tenía mi arma lista, se rio de mí, por eso no me costó hacerlo, es la misma sonrisa que acabo de ver.
—Sabes Carlitos, te voy a creer, no lo quiero ver, mejor nos vamos.
Cuando se van, un tipo sale, sonriente.
—¡Es él, jefe!...
Cuando se van defender dos disparos rompen noche.

—Are you sure?
—Of course, I saw him, he had the smile of a scoundrel on his face...
—Or is he making fun of us?
The other one scratched his head and grimaced at him because he didn't understand.
—You know very well ...this is the third time he's died, then we see him drunk and making a spectacle of himself.
—Look boss, I did it myself, I went to his mistress's house, I knew he would go, that woman had him crazy, I knew that and I went there.
The boss lit a cigarette, inhaled, and blew the smoke in his face.
—I did it boss, when he arrived, I had my gun ready, he laughed at me, that's why it didn't cost me to do it, it's the same smile I just saw.
—You know Carlitos, I'm going to believe you, I don't want to see him, we'd better go.
When they leave, a guy comes out smiling at them.