La noche se llenó de sirenas

Life has hit Bellón many times. Collecting unpaid bills, protecting prostitutes and acting as balance bodyguards has turned her into a piñata with which destiny plays. You already know that, but this time Bellón has received another type of blow, a big, unknown one: a stroke of luck. Behind the double bottom of a wardrobe, Bellón discovers that paradise is shaped like bills locked in a briefcase. Too beautiful, too easy. Bellón knows that life does not smile at him, he only dedicates a strange grimace to make fun of him. The street teaches you more than any degree. So you decide to find out who owns all that money. He also realizes that he doesn't know what to do with the pasta. He could flee on a yacht with a blonde with an eternal smile; but dreams are spoiled when reality touches them with its sticky hands. Bellón prefers to continue running along the razor's edge, the only place where he feels alive. Better that than being an office worker. A robbery, a plot of corrupt police officers and a trail of corpses that accumulate as the truth approaches.