Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1641 - 751: Ah Men, Believe in Victor!
Capítulo 1641: Chapter 751: Ah Men, Believe in Victor!
Urenia was serving as the director of the “North American Affairs Coordination Department” under the Foreign Ministry of the United Mexican States, and he couldn’t be more satisfied with this new job.
The salary was three times what he earned when he was in Washington, the benefits were generous, the key was that there was never any overtime, and the office was just a ten-minute drive from his newly purchased apartment in the Condell District of Mexico City.
The United States? What is that? Just an old dream.
He now tells everyone, “I’m a Mexican now!”
That morning, he drove his newly bought car, humming a Mexican tune, and arrived at the office on time.
The air was still filled with the scent of perfume, and in a joyful mood, he took out his cherished coffee beans and was about to brew himself a cup of aromatic work-start beverage when the office door was knocked on.
“Come in.” Urenia didn’t look up, focused on the coffee pot in his hand.
His secretary pushed the door open, with a professional smile on his face, “Good morning, Mr. Urenia.”
“Good morning, Udi.” Urenia responded with a smile, his hands still busy, “What’s the matter?”
The secretary placed a file envelope with a striking wax seal and the Presidential Palace’s emblem on his desk, “It just arrived from the Confidential Section of the Presidential Palace, sealed with the highest authority stamp, designated for your personal opening.”
Urenia’s right eyelid started twitching uncontrollably.
Something felt off.
He put down the coffee pot and hesitantly picked up the rather heavy file envelope, opened the seal, and pulled out the appointment letter inside.
He quickly scanned the text above, and his face visibly turned grim.
“Appointing Angel Urenia as Deputy Commissioner of the Indiana Military Control Committee, and Deputy Chief of the Indiana Temporary Management Committee, fully responsible for the post-war reconstruction, livelihood restoration, and local cooperation affairs of the area…” he muttered out loud.
Wang Defa (WTF)!
Sending him to that war-torn, ruin-filled US heartland with its guerrillas and hateful eyes to be some kind of ghost deputy governor?!
He had finally managed to escape from that quagmire and lived a stable, superior life in Mexico City!
An American traitor becoming a leader in the occupied area, huh… it seems like he accidentally went “straight” in this life. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
He looked up at his secretary, one eye wide with shock, the other narrowed with anxiety, asking with a twisted expression, “Can I not go?”
The secretary Udi was taken aback by the question, showing an awkward yet polite dry smile, clearly out of his scope of authority, unsure how to respond.
Just then, the office door was knocked again, and before Urenia could respond, two men in dark suits with rigid expressions walked in.
They directly showed their credentials with the national emblem, one of them spoke in a calm tone:
“Mr. Urenia, good morning, we are the special envoys from the National Organization Department. We are here on orders to escort you immediately to Indiana to assume your new position. We have arranged personnel to pack your luggage and necessary items from your residence, which will be directly transported to Gree City. The private plane will be on standby at the military airport in an hour, please come with us.”
Urenia held the appointment letter, his fingers slightly trembling.
He looked at these two “special envoys,” then at his secretary who wore a face of sympathy yet was helpless, finally setting his gaze on the cup of coffee on the table that he hadn’t had the chance to sip from as its aroma gradually dissipated.
He knew, his comfortable life was over!
He couldn’t escape.
He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the last bit of tranquility from his office into his lungs, then resignedly put down the appointment letter, adjusted his tie, and said in a tone almost tragic, “Understood. Let’s go.”
He didn’t even have the chance to finish that cup of coffee, as he was “accompanied” out of that comfortable office by the two special envoys from the organization department, one on each side.
On March 8, 1996, the Mexican Government released a brief statement externally, announcing the “suspension of main military operations, transitioning to defensive and consolidation phase” in the direction of Indiana.
At the same time, it formally appointed Angel Urenia as the “Deputy Chief of the Indiana Temporary Management Committee,” fully responsible for the area’s “civil administration and order reconstruction.”
This news was posted in an inconspicuous section of the newspaper, for the vast majority of ordinary people struggling to make ends meet in the world, its importance might not even compare to a bowl of steaming hot rice.
But across the ocean, in those clubs decorated with mahogany paneling and conference rooms at the top floors of skyscrapers on the East Coast of the United States, this news was akin to a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.
Urenia!
This name, to the core layers of the American political and financial circles, was all too familiar.
He was once the clever and capable Chief of Staff beside Clinton, one of the key players in Washington’s power games.
His defection, it was a form of gray humor in itself.
And now, the Mexicans actually dispatched him to the newly occupied Indiana, essentially serving as the “deputy governor”!
This appointment, in its symbolic meaning and potential political impact, far surpassed mere military occupation.
It seemed to address all those disappointed, fearful, or even angry with the shaky little Bush administration: look, even someone like Urenia has chosen a new path and has been put to good use! What are you still hesitating for?
For the tycoon magnates who had long been chilled and enraged by little Bush’s “crazy” measures, particularly the bloody coup against bankers in the White House, Urenia’s appointment was a flash of lightning through the dark night, illuminating a new possibility.
